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08-13-2003, 01:38 PM
| | | parental rights with trouble kids i live in iowa and i'd like to know what is a parents legal rights with a kid that is in trouble legally and just won't listen or do anything you ask? | 
08-13-2003, 01:43 PM
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| | | It's time for Brazil! It's Fiesta Time! Quote: Originally posted by v2509bk i live in iowa and i'd like to know what is a parents legal rights with a kid that is in trouble legally and just won't listen or do anything you ask? |
My response:
This is really very simple.
You tell him that in 1 month, you're both going on a "mother/son" vacation to Brazil. How fun! And, that you're both going to take in the sights and local culture. That's the story you tell him.
Then, you take yourself and him to get your pictures taken for your Passports.
Then, after you get your Passports, you buy two tickets to Brazil - - a round trip ticket for you, and a one-way ticket for him.
You both fly to Brazil.
You get into a cab from the airport and go to the hotel where you've previously made room arrangements.
You get to the hotel and get to your rooms, but do not unpack your bags!
After getting him settled into his room, you take his Passport without letting him see you. You then tell him you're going to the gift shop for a magazine.
However, the reality is that you're going to the front desk with an envelope. In the envelope is two hundred dollars in Brazilian money, and your note to him - -
"Dear Sonny Boy: You're old enough to dislike me and your father, and to give us continual trouble? Then you're old enough to take care of yourself. I hope you like your new home and country. New languages to learn are terrific, aren't they? Here's $200.00 to get you started in life. Don't waste it. Love, Mom."
Have the hotel clerk deliver the envelope to his room.
Then, you turn on your heels, take your bags out of the hotel, hail a cab, and get back to the airport. Fly home.
Let Brazil take care of him.
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08-13-2003, 02:48 PM
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| | | Hey, IAAL,
Sure you don't own stock in Brazilian travel packages? Brazil is your favorite destination for dumping know-it-all, out-of-control teens. I maintain it's too lush and beautiful to REALLY teach them a lesson. I envision Bulgariia or Kazahkstan to be more a more fitting punishment.
Or do you just like to mambo?
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08-13-2003, 02:59 PM
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| | | [quote]Originally posted by nextwife
Or do you just like to mambo?
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My response:
Let's dance to the "Brazilian Masochism Tango"!
I ache for the touch of your lips, Dear,
But much more for the touch of your whips, Dear.
You can raise welts
Like nobody else,
As we dance to the Masochism Tango.
Let our love be a flame, not an ember,
Say it's me that you want to dismember.
Blacken my eye,
Set fire to my tie,
As we dance to the Masochism Tango.
At your command
Before you here I stand,
My heart is in my hand. Ecch!
It's here that I must be.
My heart entreats,
Just hear those savage beats,
And go put on your cleats
And come and trample me.
Your heart is hard as stone or mahogany,
That's why I'm in such exquisite agony.
My soul is on fire,
It's aflame with desire,
Which is why I perspire
When we tango.
You caught my nose
In your left castanet, Love,
I can feel the pain yet, Love,
Ev'ry time I hear drums.
And I envy the rose
That you held in your teeth, Love,
With the thorns underneath, Love,
Sticking into your gums.
Your eyes cast a spell that bewitches.
The last time I needed twenty stitches
To sew up the gash
That you made with your lash,
As we danced to the Masochism Tango.
Bash in my brain,
And make me scream with pain,
Then kick me once again,
And say we'll never part.
I know too well
I'm underneath your spell,
So, Darling, if you smell
Something burning, it's my heart.
Excuse me!
Take your cigarette from its holder,
And burn your initials in my shoulder.
Fracture my spine,
And swear that you're mine,
As we dance to the Masochism Tango. | 
08-13-2003, 03:28 PM
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| | | LOL, Dear!!!!! May I borrow that?
Ah yes, those oh-so-romantic latins!
I am SOOO glad I'm past the teen years with my son. Suspect teendom will not be nearly so easy with my strong-willed preschool daughter.
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To the poster- have you tried cutting off all his monetary support (other than board and diners, etc, WITH the family. Kitchen is NOT open all hours. TV and stereo OUT of his room? Phone out of his room. Cancel the cel, if he has one. No spending money from you, no car, etc. He has to tow the line and act like a "mensch" if he expects to get anything from you.
Don't know what else to tell you, other than most of them do grow up eventually.
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Last edited by nextwife; 08-13-2003 at 07:59 PM.
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08-14-2003, 12:21 PM
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| | | Yes, it's either Brazil or boot camp. Take your pick. Personally, I'd think it would be a lot harder for the kid to get home from the middle of China, but the weather's nicer in Brazil. You wouldn't have to leave the kid with as many clothes.
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