Spent
I'm getting pretty sick of my eight-year-old son. I gave him money for the concession stand last night, with the clear stipulation not to spend it all. Sure enough, he spent it all. I got so mad that I told hima) You're never getting money from me again ... ever.
b) You're the most irresponsible person I know in the whole world.
c) You're just like your father.
It would've and should've ended there, but then another parent told me I was way out of line. I wasn't, was I?
Not if you're the father. But if you are the father, that's just weird, even apart from the broadbrush statements.
Now if you're the mother, you have some rage issues that you should see a psychiatrist about -- Not me, though. I can't handle being yelled at.
posted by Lawrence A. Fing @ 12:00 PM
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You're so bad, you're good!
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