As you may know, parents are #1 hypocrites sometimes, and my dad does not dodge this stereotype. So it was a Sunday night, 10pm or so, and the standard TV was on and the four of us family were just boggled to it. So my mum accidentally elbowed my twin to which my twin responds with a vicious 'stop you Cow' or something of the sorts, to which the standard, 'this is a nicer way of saying this' comes out. Me being me, decides to put on a high-pitch Liverpudlian accent and mumbled something in swearing jibberish as an example of how to respond to being elbowed, a joke to myself. But oh boy I had just let into more than I thought, My dad, as his parent self, leaps into action with the whole " DoNT FUCKING SWeAR", to which BECAUSE THATS TE MOST IRONIC THING EVER I FUCKINT REPLY," DONT FUCKING SWEAR". MEEESTAKE MISTAkkeeee, dad gets mad, sprays me with a spray bottle of water, sprays it on my art book first enraging me and then goes for a second shot dead centre of my forehead. That. Was. Fucking. It. He could be a hypocrite sure whatever but when he takes the matter of assaulting my perfectly fluffy dry pyjamas with the earths liquids then there's A FUCKING ISSUE. I SNATCHED THE FUCKING TV REMOTE FROM HIS MAN SAUSAGE FINGERS, RAN AS FAST AS I COULD, OPENED THE FRONT DOOR AND LOBBED CHOSEN ITEM TO BEYOND THE HILLS, aka my onto damp 6x6m front lawn. I was. Mad. I came back inside, stamping on everything in my way and continued to sit on the sofa. This is when the thing that is my dad has the audacity to threaten to stop my phone if I don't retrieve the remote. I swallowed my anger, marched into the front lawn, dodged the wet grass to retrieve remote and laid it into my mums hand and briefly crawled up the stairs to rant about it to my boy. Parents 1 me 0 Respect me I respect you
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