or how to screw with your teenager.
So The Boy and I were sitting here and a commercial came on for some
movie with the "frequency" that only teens can hear.
The Boy begins to just freak out.
I thought he was just fucking with me...doing some bizarre dramatic
"OMG! It is killing me!!!!!" dance.
So I went here and downloaded the 17KHz mosquito cell phone ringtone.
Then I hit play.
Ok, so it really does bother The Boy.
Dude, the power I have over him is UNLIMITED!
He will now empty the dishwasher when I ask, take out the trash at
the 1st suggestion and just basically be my minion until he is unable to hear
the demon sound any more.
I love technology.