John sigh. "I am grown yes but I'm still mentally her age or like her. If you ask me I rather plant a stank bomb everywhere then escape. Being an adult is so lame, that's all." John sigh watching his father enter the room. "Pardon me, mother, I forgot your name plus your daughter's," John said. John pouted looking bored.  Trying desperately to avoid the mother's views of what John is really up to. Something about bulls and pigs running loose in the estate soon enough yes. John starts sweating fast.