Busted by the T-fella

Today I got busted by my pops for drinking beer in the privacy of my own room with a couple mates. HEB was having a sale for 24-pack Budweiser (12 FL. OZ) and decided to have a bit of the old dopaminergic grain nector and ended up being on stricter lock-down and told to "get on my grind"....now what have I been doing the past few years? I've put school at the top of my priority, but apparently that won't be good enough in this cube. But to change cubes I would need more cash flow anyways so I really don't have much of a choice in the matter, don't really mind though and I'm always up for a challenge. Once more it seems that anti-drug propaganda and having the evil weed as a scapegoat, has made the argument that Cannibis is not crack next to impossible. Someone once told me that when communication is ineffective, the individuals involved get frustrated, this seems to be the case from every angle. Looks like the ol professor is going to need to find some new squares to push.