It's probably a gen Y parent thing...One of those everyone gets a trophy in soccer phenomenon. I respected my father because he walked the walk and even though I thought I knew everything as a teenager; he treated me with respect and I couldn't question him on moral authority . He paid me an honest wage for my chores and he expected me to be responsible, I didn't have a curfew and I was home before midnight every weekend.
This ^^^^^^ , and how the fuck is he going to be the second coming of the chosen one with that attitude ?????... and what the fuck has he got a PT for at his age ....sweet baby Jeebus - GET THAT SHIT SORTED !
Well I was so set back by the damn comment and what he meant that I couldn't react. I know it's some kinda joke but after the ball game incident yesterday he got yoked when he got home. And by yoked I mean jacked up in the corner. And the you're dead shit is officially dead in the house of Beezekiel. If he says it again he knows I'm full on whooping his ass. I think yesterday was good for him because he has confirmation that even as big and bad as he thinks he is I can still handle his ass like a child. He was actually taken back that I could man handle his ass and the fear is reborn. I've been very lenient with him because he's a good kid in most aspects but he understands now that I could snap him like a twig and he will prolly live longer because of it.
It's probably a gen Y parent thing...One of those everyone gets a trophy in soccer phenomenon. I respected my father because he walked the walk and even though I thought I knew everything as a teenager; he treated me with respect and I couldn't question him on moral authority . He paid me an honest wage for my chores and he expected me to be responsible, I didn't have a curfew and I was home before midnight every weekend.
I bet he's proud of you now hey? Pussy ass army faggot that the only combat he's ever seen was destroying a woman's face and a bottle of JD in the same night. Getting fucked random times in cell block D.
Well I was so set back by the damn comment and what he meant that I couldn't react. I know it's some kinda joke but after the ball game incident yesterday he got yoked when he got home. And by yoked I mean jacked up in the corner. And the you're dead shit is officially dead in the house of Beezekiel. If he says it again he knows I'm full on whooping his ass. I think yesterday was good for him because he has confirmation that even as big and bad as he thinks he is I can still handle his ass like a child. He was actually taken back that I could man handle his ass and the fear is reborn. I've been very lenient with him because he's a good kid in most aspects but he understands now that I could snap him like a twig and he will prolly live longer because of it.
It's probably a gen Y parent thing...One of those everyone gets a trophy in soccer phenomenon. I respected my father because he walked the walk and even though I thought I knew everything as a teenager; he treated me with respect and I couldn't question him on moral authority . He paid me an honest wage for my chores and he expected me to be responsible, I didn't have a curfew and I was home before midnight every weekend.