There’s parenting…
Then there’s uncle-ing.
And then there’s Charlie Harper dragging a kid out of REM sleep for the sake of a petty flex.
In this late-night chaos, Charlie storms into Jake’s room like a man with a mission, shakes him awake, and drops the classic:
“Hey, Jake. Jake, wake up. I want you to hear something.”
And you already know—it’s not a lullaby.
He’s not waking Jake to see a shooting star or check on monsters under the bed. He’s got something to prove—probably a noise, an argument, or one of Alan’s failures in audio form.
This isn’t a parenting strategy. This is petty with pajamas on.
The best part? Jake’s dead asleep, probably dreaming of pizza and Game Boy cartridges, and now he’s being dragged into grown-up nonsense like it’s a family sport.
Only Two and a Half Men could make an act this ridiculous feel both savage and hilarious.
Uncles like Charlie don’t read bedtime stories—they interrupt them for revenge plots.