Teenager's Birthday Mugs

'Your dad wouldn't let you borrow the car tonight?'

'Sire, your new fortress was fine for your nephew's fifth, but I fear it is set for a sterner test.'

Swinging on a star.

"Just let her believe in fairies a little while longer."

"My kid's a holy terror... no offense."

"Well, young man... just consider yourself grounded!"

My Dad, trying to look young. The cap hides his bald spot and the sweatshirt hides his gut!

"Well, I had 'the talk' with him.

'Well, Tommy, you've grown a foot since the last time I saw you!'

'I'd explain how the TV, VCR, DVD, surround sound home entertainment system works...but I don't know.'

Teddy bear with a red balloon.

"We’ve nailed guitar-solo-face. Time to try playing instruments."

"Check it out! In nature, females are in charge...they select their mates!"

"I have a feeling he understands more than we think."

It's a radical new development, a text novel for the text generation

'The school computers are six months old. How can I be expected to be competitive in the job market if I'm trained on obsolete equipment?'

'Good night, Dear. Text me if you need anything.'

'Never mind about buying that trampoline. I love your new bed!'

"I'll get up in negative five minutes."

“Dad, I think I’ve finally found Gsus.”

"I hate you! You don't understand me and you don't understand my software!"

'You can stick your filthy shell. I'm listening to the Arctic Monkeys.'

Teddy and friends.

'Since we're being so honest, perhaps I should mention that I liked you better as an egg.'

'Teens are like trees, you can chart their growth by the number of rings.'

'I'm not doing well in Chemistry - I'm out of my element.'

Baxter Higgleton, word balloon artist.

"I don't need a lecture Dad, I know all I need to know from the online tutorials of @DamKing61, @HotDam72 and @DamEasy27. . ."

"Today in class we're going to create a physics teacher."

"Could you please downgrade this to a C? High expectations bring out the worst in my parents."

'For God's sake give me some angst, how will I ever write a misery memoir?'