Anthem Of My Friends’ Parents

We are teenagers, we need the freedom to do what we want. We are nerds, we need unrestricted access to our computers and the internet. We are boys and gamers, we need to party and we need soda, games, and 24 hours to do so with.

This is my message to my friends’ parents, in response to Cutter’s parents’ being completely…ignorant, to say the least. Read his latest post, and understand his predicament. His parents promised him a party (his parties kick ass, except when his parents make us go to sleep at 1) if he helped set up the graduation party. He did that, and spent all day doing that. Then he had to stay at the party (until 11:30), even after all his friends left (I wasn’t there). By that point there was no point since it would only be an hour and a half until the parents put them to bed. A day wasted doing something he didn’t want to do.

Then, to top it off, his parents lock the door to his basement (where his computer is) the next day. They seem to have this idea that if they don’t let him near his computer, he’ll stop wanting to use it and do better on his homework. Except that by doing that it makes it so that any time he gets near a computer, schoolwork gets shoved to the back and he uses it for whatever the hell he’d be doing if he could be on the computer like a normal person, resulting in no improvement in grades (no offence to Cutter, that’s my opinion there).

This isn’t even as bad as my friend Matt. His parents are extremely strict. He isn’t allowed to drink (real) soda, or eat (good) food (meaning stuff that isn’t organic and naturally flavored), he’s not even allowed to walk home from school. He has an iPod Nano (the first one I ever saw), but his parents always have it because he’s being punished for something or another. He doesn’t have internet access anymore because he’s being punished. He has a RAZR, but when his mom dropped hers in a lagoon she took his for 2 weeks to replace hers before she got her own. He’s starting to rebel though. He wears his hair long now, drinks a coke a day, and (since I showed him how) ignores calls from his mom on his cell :P. He gets yelled at a lot, but I’m proud of him. I don’t like his parents much. 😛

DI’s parents are cool, and so are Noah’s (if a bit oblivious to his true violent nature :P). But still…My parents kick all their butts. Tee hee.

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  1. mankey1234 says:

    I am old enough to be your great, great grandfather.

    I was one for a week, spent by the lake, watching a house.

    Usually, I can handle teenagers. but, this time, they were out to destroy me.

    Usually I am cook, and even as kids flood in, I handle things.

    Not this time! Selfish, rude, arrogant. I do not mind if they sleep 24/7, but it seems that
    “everything goes.”

    I did not have sex til…..not gonna tell you the age, but it was not 14, 15, nor 16! Should I keep going?

    I have always had good manners, hate littering.

    Oh, well. I am safe and sound at home once again. That house is standing.

    The 16 year old apologized. I did not accept it.

    Yesterday, he called. “Grandpa. I need a favor.
    We are having a party and I need……..”

    “I am sick. Bye.” I said.

    At one time, the teenager said, “I hate older

    people.”

    I responded by saying, “That is OK> I hate

    teenagers.”

    old man from ohio
    charmanten10@yahoo.com
    mankey1234.wordpress.com

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