You know the drill. You want to know what the hell I'm talking about? Four crazy idiots write to the Internet Advice Lady on Slate.
If he gave you the shirt off his back, pants and underwear would soon follow:
1) Ugh...tickling. Punch him so hard in the nuts his grandkids will feel it someday.
2) 13 years sober here. I don't expect quarter for lost years. Your mom shouldn't either.
3) Home too small? Want gathering? This is why restaurants have banquet rooms. Welcome to adulthood.
4) Nothing says "modern parenting" like denigrating kids' wishes. She says quit it, you QUIT IT.
Did LW4 go to Emily Bazelon Quicker Fucker Upper School of Parenting?
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