All I can do is laugh, because, no mater what I say, I will never win. I could tell her to pick up a book and read. I could tell her to go to bed. I could tell her that the Internet has been revoked and Google is broken and YouTube is permanently frozen. All I will receive in return is teenage wrath.
Saint Marty isn't up for the fight.
|This guy has nothing on my daughter's wrath|