Why? My kids are great. They’re scoring well above their peers and a few grades above their grade level, they don’t act like little shitheads to other parents like their friends whose parent do this soft parenting bullshit, and they’re not disrespectful assholes like their friends that come to my house.

I fuckin love my kids. I rarely have to be that strict, but they know when I take their shit, they really fucked up. And they fix it. In return, I spoil the hell out of them. The sky is the limit for privileges. If they behave, virtually anything is on the table. Video games, computers, dirt bikes, concerts, trips, whatever. If they fuck up, they know their shit is gone. But they also know that the line of fucking up and losing their most important shit is pretty far out there. They’re assholes at home. And guess why? Because they know they’re loved and safe.

But outside of home, they’re amazing kids. Literally every other parent talks about how great my kids are, how respectful they are, how responsible they are, and how they act better than their kids do. And they are. I’m proud as fuck of my kids and tell them every day. I just also have high standards for them, because I’m not going to raise some pansy ass losers that make excuses for everything.

Their friends that come over are fucking horrible. Make a mess and tell my wife to her face “you clean it, it’s your house”. Bully other kids and laugh it off. Don’t know how to do anything for themselves and yell at their parents, or my wife when they come over, to help them.

No, my sense of morality is to raise independent adults that can’t take care of themselves without crying about basic life tasks. Unlike you fucking losers.

I’m sure you idiots would cry abuse about me putting my kids PlayStation in my closet though because they didn’t do what they were told to.