I hate having a family. Maybe not my whole family always but parents suck. Imagine if you will, a home. Not a unique home, just your average 5-room home. Now imagine a kid. A kid named SPAMTON G SPAMTON. He is frustrated at his family for losing something of his. Now imagine the proper response for a parent who lost that thing. Would it be getting angry if your child is calling you out? SPAMTON's was. So he went with a few friends camping. They had a great time. They laughed, ran, stole SPAMTON's car and used it to donuts in the desert. Then they all return to their tents, spend some time with their significant other, and sleep. Now imagine that SPAMTON's parents not only get angry about his night out, but ground him and tell him if he cries, breaks, buckles, or is upset a day he is grounded, he will be grounded another day.
I don't need to imagine.