RE: Sad just sad....
Wow that is just wrong. I wasn't spoiled but my ma and pops took me everywhere I NEEDED to go. Football, basketball and baseball practice. During hunting if my dad didn't go with me, he would drop me off and pick me up at dark. When I turned 16 I filled my truck up with gas (less then 15 dollars) and drove my friends around. If I went to a party and was drinking either I stayed over or got picked up. (by the angry mother) but she was happy that I was being responsible.