Right, so...

... Dad sat us down for a chat and passed out what he's decided on for Craig in terms of failing grades on his upcoming (this week, I believe) report card, Craig blew up, Mom screamed him back down, and now she says next month when she goes up there on vacation, she's going to take Craig down to the recruitment office and sign him up with one of the branches of the military. That capped off my weekend up there. -_-;; Dad's now against Craig coming back down here for the same reason Mom and I are: Craig has a mouth. Up there, they have a language, and everyone knows Craig and knows how he speaks. They all do it. Everyone understands that everyone is joking. Craig will do that here. Craig may end up getting his ass kicked or worse, because people here have anger issues, and the school system here is not the same as up there. Dad DOES say that more than four failing grades might land Craig in a state program.

I'm positive he's going to fail at least one class. If he fails one, he loses his portables. If he fails two, that happens, plus the 360 comes here to Brooklyn. I forget what happens if he fails three or more. I can't even be in his corner now. Mom and I have been on his side this whole time, and he hasn't done anything to deserve it. He hasn't even tried to do his work. There's only so much we can do for him.