This is dedicated to my fellow dads out there with sons about to graduate and are freshly turned 18. If you look in my fridge there is a bottle of some bullshit hard liquor and a shitload of wine coolers and various amounts of bullshit I don't drink... they belong to my son and his gf. I allow them to partake a bit so when these fucktards go to college it won't be a stupidity filled experience where she ends up passed out with her panties around her ankles in a room full of dicks and he is too drunk to have prevented it. I allow my son to do quite a few things that my friend considers too much, but they don't know that their own son is having sex and drinks as well so at least I'm not oblivious. Last night he had some friends sleep over after they went to the lake all day. His gf and her friend came over and were talking to my wife when my son called his gf to come upstairs. I told him she was talking to his mother and this little shit replied 'Was I talking to you?'... I went the fuck off and told him to get his ass downstairs. His mother was looking at him like STFU now before you can't be saved. I told him "I do a lot of shit for you, I allow a lot of shit as well... consider yourself about to be starved out". He's upstairs with his friends asleep now. He has graduation practice in 45 minutes, his alarm went off twice already. Guess he's gonna miss rehearsal today folks. This is the beginning of his "Hunger Games". Starvation 101 is in session. He can also fill out the rest of his college paperwork and get it sent off to where it needs to go if he can figure that out since I've been doing all of that for the 4 football scholarships I helped him get by writing about 500 emails to coaches and pretending to be him in the correspondences. Kids, regardless of age, have no idea of what we do for them and the level of commitment it takes to help them try and be successful. Talking to me any kind of way, especially in front of your friends will only end up 1 of two ways. He can consider himself lucky to be intact this morning.
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