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I don’t remember being disrespectful to my parents when I was a teenager, other than not considering they would worry when I disappeared for hours or days at a time. I mean in their face, screaming what lousy parents they were, calling them names and letting them know I thought everything they stood for sucked. I don’t remember doing anything like that, and that’s probably because I would of been back-handed into the following week if I had. If you try to do something like that to your kids in today’s world you’re likely as not going to find yourself in jail accused of child abuse. No matter if they deserve or NEED to get the happy crappy slapped out of them.
I had to go pick my son up from school today because he was “suspected” of being on drugs. He was slurring, staggering, his blood pressure was off, and a teacher overheard him claiming to be on “bars”. I go up to the school to get him and I don’t need to be convinced or have him drug tested to tell that he is indeed on something. He ranted all through the halls, all through the parking lot, refused to get in the car, all the time claiming he was innocent, totally sober, he’d just been acting the fool in school. He was still slurring his words and his pupils were almost invisible. I finally talked him into the car, he tried to jump out twice on the way home, and when we did get home he started throwing a fit about the injustice of it all. When his dad told him to just STFU it was obvious he was on “something” he came totally unglued and attacked him. I broke that up and told him to just go lay down, sleep it off, anything, but he was totally enraged by this time. He went and packed a bag and left out the front door.
I warned him before he left if he did I’d be calling the police so when he went I followed him and as he was walking out into the middle of the street I yelled to him and told him LAST CHANCE! I’ll do it. He gave me the finger and screamed F**K YOU, so I came back into the house and called the police.
They found him and returned to the house to speak with me and asked me what had occurred here and I related the events that had passed since the phone call from the school. They then told me that he was under arrest for a Class C misdemeanor as he had drug paraphenalia on his person. It figures, he packs a few things and manages to remember a pipe. They explained about bail and when he would go to court. As he is now 17 he’s classified as an adult so what I do from this point is strictly voluntary. The officer also explained that the fine for his crime is $320.00 so if he’s not bailed out he will most likely spend at least 3 days in jail. At this point I think 3 days in jail will do him a world of good. I do wish he’d had something more than a t-shirt on though…it’s cold as hell there.actraiser mp3 fillmoremp3 auskunft achmedinformacion actualizar archivo mp3achraf mp3 khaynaacu lukas mp3achtung mp3 achtungnation mp3 acumenachuvinde amma mp3 Map