I hope you people are paying attention, because if you are, there's a lot to learn from the Ax-man. This week, my parents were totally on my case about every stupid thing and I was like, "Enough!" Normally, my parents are all like, "We need to have a talk," but my sister and brother and I totally flipped it on 'em! We sat my parents down and told them to back off and just let us live. And you know what? It worked. Well, until we ended up in the emergency room, but I really don't see how I can be held fully responsible for that.
I'm telling you, when I have kids, I'm going to be the awesomest Dad ever. First of all, I'm not going to be like, "Awesomest isn't a word, why don't you speak right, Axl?" No, if my kid is cool enough to make up words, then that's sweetastic. (Yeah, I made that up too).
Curfew? Whatever. My kid can figure out when to come home. I mean, if there's a rockin' party going on, I'm not going to make him bail. That's a total killer to a kid's reputation.
Let's say my kid just happens to decide to make s'mores in the oven and accidentally melts chocolate inside and sets off the smoke alarm. Am I going to freak out all over the place? No. What's my response gonna be? "Who cares about the smoke alarm. Did you make me a s'more?" Cool, right? I don't know why my mom's always complaining about being a parent. It just doesn't seem that hard to me. View episode recap