Okay, so imagine this: You're at home on the internet minding your business, and you hear some knocking on the door. You open, and you see a parent with their bastard offspring (because why the hell not), and the parent asks you to do a favor for them. Kind of like this:
You: /minding your damn business like a grown ass adult/
Parent: /knocks on the door/
You: /opens and sees the parent with their bastard offspring/
Parent: Hey, can you do me a quick favor?
You: (Who the fuck is this?) Uh, sure...
Parent: Can you watch my kid?
You: Sure... are you busy doing something?
Parent: No, why?
You: Well then, why don't you watch your kid?
Parent: /listening to fuck all of what you just said and instead looks at your Vocaloid (because that was the fandom I was most into when I was a dumb middle school kid) shirt/ Are you still into that?
Bastard Offspring: /also notices your Vocaloid shirt/ Look, they're into Vocaloid, too!
Parent: You're a grown ass adult! You should watch what you do in these fandoms; there are kids there!
You: ...I'm sorry, but do I know you two? /shuts the damn door/
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I just explained Hellsite Discourse in a convoluted, confusing, and half-assed manner. I should stop listening to Ludacris. :^)
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PuddingPalGal
Sorry that happened to you. Some parents really shouldn't be parents.