Does this cliche idea have an edge, with me? Couldn't possibly be because I knew boys just like this before starting my diva career. Lazy boys. "Gamers." You know what's a fun game? Paying the rent on time, and doing your own dishes.

So yeah, I've got some pent-up anger from how he contributes just about nothing towards the house. This is the best method I know for establishing boundaries. Long night for him.

On screen tying, mean wrists and ankles.