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What is going on everyone? Welcome back to my channel. Today I've got a couple of crazy entitled parents stories which you're going to love.

Now this first story comes from my own subreddit R slash relator at YT. Link is in the description as always.

Give me the Lamborghini your parents bought for your birthday. Uh, sorry, no. So this all happened a few years ago on my birthday when my parents bought me a Lamborghini. I was about 18 at the time. I'm 20 now for my birthday. This happened a few years ago on my birthday when my parents bought me a Lamborghini.

I was about 18 at the time I'm 20 now for my birthday.

This happened a few days after my birthday when I decided to take it for a test drive by going to the grocery store.

It was on a Saturday and my parents wanted some groceries to get groceries.

After I got back, I see a lady with her 16-ish-year-old kid by my car, and that's where it all went down. Yay, no sarcasm. What are you doing? Oh, is this your car? Yeah. Well, we are looking for a car for my kid, and we were wondering if we could have this one? Note, this was a used Lamborghini from 2015, so it was about $100,000-ish. No, you can't actually because my parents bought this for my

birthday and it's a very valuable car. Actually, I'm pretty sure this isn't even your car, so I'll be taking those keys.

Then the entitled kid got involved. And if you don't give her the keys, we will call the cops.

At this point, I was getting angry and if they accused me of anything, there are cameras

all over the parking lots. Okay, call them. The entitled Mum starts getting angry. Give me the

keys now. Okay, I have better things to do, so I'll be going now. I was instantly cut off by the

entitled Mum. Listen here, Bucco. Yes, she actually said Bucco. If you don't give me the freaking keys, we will call the cops. You're probably a butthole of a paedophile who kidnaps little girls in that car. I'm going to get in my car because I do not have time for this. The entitled mom blocks me from getting in the car. No, you stupid pedophile, give me the keys. Kid, call the police. Okay. The entitled mom then proceeds to

punch me in the face and tries to fight me. 10 minutes later, the police arrive. Both of you

stop fighting. Thank God you're here, officer. This pedophile tried to kidnap my son in that stolen car.

O.P., is this true? No, sir, I was minding my own business until I saw this lady and her son on my car.

I point to the Lamborghini.

O.P., do you actually have proof this is your car?

Yes, I actually do.

I pull out my license and registration.

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