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'Where the hell does he get off telling me what to do?' Joey thought to himself. "11? What am I? 12? I'm 17 Dad! I'm not a baby! I'm coming home at 2. " He closed the fridge door and looked at his father. "And I'd like to see you punish me. That'd be a funny sight to see." Joey told his father. He left the kitchen before his Dad had anything to say. He headed back up the stairs and into his room to change.
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