When I was a teenager, my mom used to tell me that I could use her as an excuse anytime I might find myself in a socially compromising situation. The phrase was along the lines of,
“ARE YOU KIDDING ME? Do you know how many ways my mom will annihilate me if/when she finds out? Do you have any idea how many synonyms my dad knows for reprimand? I suppose you WANT me to be grounded until graduation!!”
You get the idea. And it was not an Continue reading “Grounded ’til graduation”