dad house
That time of the month when your dad’s house is like a jail and you’re the prisoner.
Dad: 'You can’t go out today.' Me: 'Why?' Dad: 'Because I say so.'
Bro: 'Can I come over?' Me: 'No, because I’m being held hostage by my dad's house.'
Me: 'I’ve been trapped here for three days.' Dad: 'That’s what you get for being a bad kid.'