It's about time! I've been trying to do that for years, teach her a bloody lesson.
Every time she was grounded, she'd be sneaking off singing with her mates at some concert or other, or pretending to make records with that silly group she thought she was in, what was it called? Atom Blitten? or something. Anyway, then she comes home, says she's off to Australia with a bunch of other people, eating bugs and camping out. Not under my roof, I said, go to your room! But did she listen? No!
Typical teenager, storms off without so much as a bye-your-leave and just does it anyway. Well, I said, when you buy your own house, you make up your own rules. Well, that's what she did, just to spite me. Ha! Well, the boot's on the other foot now isn't it? Locked in your own bedroom! HA!