Hurricane Dennis decided to terrorize another part of the coast and we were spared his wrath. However, the teenagers currently residing in my house who insist that they are my children are a different story. A teenager is a Catagory 5 Hurricane disguised as a human and they never weaken. Those of you who have one (or more) of these living with you (or near you....or within a 5 mile radius) know of what I speak.

My teenage son spends his time eating me out of house and home, slacking off, fighting with his sister and being lazy, and my teenage daughter.....sigh. She just ran up a phone bill to $322.00 in an 8 day period calling a relocated friend long distance. After being told she was not allowed to make long distance calls.

Additionally, neither teen appears to possess the ability to bend at the waist to pick up anything off the floor and they apparently have vision and hearing problems as they neither see their mess nor hear me telling them to clean it up.

My teens may be defective and/or broken. However, the manufacturer refuses to take them back even though they are still under warranty.