Conversation between me and Graphics Magician. If you're not a regular reader of this blog, GM is a 14 year old strong willed boy who thinks he knows everything. As this conversation unfolds, though, I have him at a bit of a disadvantage, because I'd earlier caught him hanging out with a neighborhood girl and he's embarrassed and a bit abashed.
Me: My son, do you know what hormones do to fourteen-year-old boys?
GM: ......no.
Me: Hormones make fourteen-year-old boys stupid. Do you know what hormones do to fourteen-year-old girls?
GM: .....make them stupid?
Me: No. Hormones make fourteen-year-old girls mean. She will play with your emotions just because she can, and she won't intend any harm by it. Haven't you had enough girl trouble already?
GM: No, but, Papa, I get it, okay, but she's like my best friend. We just talk.
Me: Uh-huh. Plus, she's really cute and she smells nice, right?
GM: (Puts fingers in ears, blushes, grins, stops making eye contact.)
Me: Okay, I guess we're done here.
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