Having a house full of teenagers is like trying to corral a hundred methed up chickens into a single coop. I don't know which is worse, that, or having to endure the endless sighing and eye rolling when I ask obviously ridiculous questions like, did you pick up your room like I have been asking for the last week, or did you put the dirty dishes away like I've been asking or can you please NOT drink my good vodka and then fill it with water because I WILL KNOW. Fuckin A man. My parents' curse came true...you know the one...."I hope some day you have kids that are just like you". I don't know man, maybe it's the hangover talking, but I'm just too tired to deal with Little Larry's homework anymore. If the little pricks wanna stonewall me man, fuck it. I'll just drive to In n Out Burger with my windshield still in tact. Thanks for listening dudes. Abide
Two words, dude: road trip. Just you, some tunes, maybe a little heefer, and a buddy if he's down. Sometimes you gotta just shake up the ole etch-a-sketch.
Yeah.
I've been spitting in the wind with stuff like that for years.
My kid's rooms are fucked.
I put my foot down from time to time and ground them till it's cleaned up.
But it's never ending.
I've got them on track in school and that is the big battle.
The rest is ongoing.
I am the youngest of 8 kids. I see your pain! LOL... My Mom kept us all VERY organized. 8 breakfasts, 8 backpacks, 8 kids dressed and ready for school. 8 Lunches and when we arrived home, 8 sets of chores, snakcs and homeworks. :)
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