My weekend are two, like a footy gamer, two very distinct halves.

Saturday was amazing, Saturday night great at the G, seeing the Ds go 6 and O.

And then there was yesterday.

Yesterday felt light and every single mum and dad with teenage children, you'll have had a day like my wife and I'd yesterday. Yesterday felt like and every single mum and dad with teenage children you'll have had a day

like my wife and I yesterday where you actually feel like they got together night before and

when they wake up, let's just screw with them. Every single minute of the day, a constant battle. I felt like I was behind, a barricade that hadn't

been asked to be behind. I woke up with nice intentions and said to my wife, why don't we

wet the kids up a bit earlier and all go out for breakfast together? Next thing we know, we're having

a massive full-scale family argument that we may need to have family therapy together on the

beach for the dogs and sometimes you're in an argument and you rise above it all and you're thinking

what are we arguing about and at one moment I hear my wife yelling at me Chris Chris what do you think

back me up here and the kids look at me and they're like looking at me going, grow some balls

down like, eh, yeah, I don't know what's the right arm.

You just walk into the ocean.

Just keep going.

Just keep going.

A constant running battle yesterday.

And then it peaked at 4 o'clock.

And this is the song that sums up yesterday.

Out of nowhere.

Both of our daughters, we've conceded with the piercings, like pin cushions.

They've got, first of all of it was earrings, okay? Then it was like we want seconds, all of our friends have got seconds, which means two

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