>I'm a father of a 16 year old waste of space.
>He never does any work around the house without being told
>He never goes anywhere, he just sits in his room on his computer and texting his friends
>I tell him we're chopping wood today.
>He trudges his way outside with me.
>We're getting a descent amount of lumber split but he just looks miserable as ****
>"What the **** is wrong with you Cody? Can you just deal with the fact that you need to do some physical work if you want our house heated?"
>"Whatever! Can we just get this over with?"
>"I DO THIS EVERY ******* WINTER AND YOU DON'T HEAR ME COMPLAINING"
>He takes out his phone, starts typing on it.
>"Give me that right now!"
>I take it out of his hands
>"He's yelling at me again what do I d" To: Mah Bro
>"This is what you tell your friends?"
>I change the message to "Who the hell are you, leave my son alone."
>New message almost immediatly.
"Who the hell are you, leave my son alone."
>what the hell? "Mah Bro"'s phone number is the same as my sons in the phone's phonebook.
He spends all his time texting himself because he doesn't even have any friends.