Fayner Posts: TR’s mother and 17 year old brother came to L.A. from O.C. and the three of them showed up at my house around noon and woke me up. TR was pissed cause I’m a slob. I have no excuse.
Then her mom looks at my dog Rhiannon and says, "Wow! Your dog is soooo fat!!!!" Then says it again. And again. It was time to fight back. I informed her that she could never win an insult battle with me because I have no pride. She believed she could tear me down. And so it began…
"Hey Taylor, your mom is soooo fat!" I yelled.
She then went outside with TR, leaving me and TR’s bro Tyler alone in the living room.
"I wanna get high," he said. "Is my mother coming back in?"
"I’ll cover for ya," I shot back. He smoked a bowl.
She knows he smokes weed. He knows she smokes weed. She insists that he’s not allowed to get high around her until he’s 18.
"Why 18?" I asked. "There isn’t a legal age to partake in illegal drugs, is there?"
"He’s my son. Those are the rules."
"So how old was Taylor when she was allowed to get stoned?"
"We got high for the first time when she was 17."
"So why the different rules for different kids? That seems like bad parenting to me."
"Taylor never got brought home by the police. I was never called by the school’s principle about her. Tyler’s a troublemaker."
"Didn’t you think that maybe Taylor never got arrested or in trouble at school because she quite possibly got out of it by sucking dick? You know, she never went to class in 10th grade."
"I was sucking dick!" TR screamed from the other room.
"Listen," I told her, "if he’s getting in trouble that pretty much makes him a dumbass. Smoking weed ain’t gonna do nothing to him. And seriously, if you want him to become a rock star and support you you’re gonna have to let him do drugs. That’s the law."
"Not until he’s 18!" she repeated.
"And my guess is that on the day he turns 18 you’ll be knocking on his bedroom door asking him if he has any weed or a bowl you can scrape. Just accept it, will you?
"That’s really stupid reasoning you’re feeding me," she shot back. "I mean, aren’t you a crackhead?"