My son came to me out of necessity I believe and apologized after my wife spoke to him... figures. He said he shouldn't have spoken to me like that and that he realizes I'm the man of the house and blah, blah, blahditty, blah. I told him I wanted him to realize what liberties he has are because of me wanting him to grow and be better prepared for the world because once you leave here, nobody gives a fuck about you. I said "I let you drink so you can experience it in safety and learn responsibility in doing it so you, or your girl don't come up fucked up because it's brand fucking new", " I let you fuck because I don't want you sneaking in your car and getting cited for shit and I'd rather have you home doing it safely with protection than planning poorly and slipping up and making a baby.". He's my son I love that fucker to death, but make no mistake I'm old school and will fuck him up with my fists if need be. If you wanna throw your life away, you can do it away from me and my home because I don't do, or make anything that's less than awesome. I could just take the money I'd save and get something I want instead of always seeing about them/him. Fucking kids... they assume you owe them everything, when in reality it's them that owe us if we're worth a fuck as parents.
