"Jacob, get your ass off the couch and go look for a job!" Lynette said as she stood over her son, glaring at him lying on the couch, again.
"Mom, nobody's hiring, nobody wants to hire me, so why should I bother?"
"Because if you don't you'll be homeless. What do you think about that?"
"Seriously? Mom! You'd kick me out? Your own son?"
"Absolutely. Now get your ass out there knocking on doors and get a job. Any job. I don't care what it is, as long as it's a legit job." She swung her broom at him and hit him on his leg, not hard, but hard enough to get his attention.