 I came home late from a party. Oh, how old are you? I'm 16. No, no, no, no, no, no, no. That's not good. That is bad. If you're 16, that is bad. I know. I was pretty upset, but oh well. What's your curfew identity crisis, boy? Approximately 1 a.m., depending on what's going on. 16? When I was 16, I could come home whenever I friggin' wanted to. 16 can't.