confronting other people's kids

[Calandale]

 

[DirtDawg]

That would be a fluke. Serious injury is possible, but usually accidental. Humans are the only animals who routinely kill each other, except in the cases of eating the young to fend off starvation. Most animal fights end in one participant conceding, rather quickly.

Ants. Organized warfare.

And yeah, it's a fluke, but so are deaths in
barfights.

Why can't you leave me alone and allow me to enjoy my notion that humans are the most disgusting pieces of shit ever to disgrace the face of the earth?
 

[McGiver]

i watched a show on Hippos.
the alpha male gets all the poon.  some rival may come along and challenge him.  and usually the loser goes somewhere to die.

[garmonbozia]

flying vaginapenismonsterfuckingjockstrapeatingdildoshitting mecha streisand

So THAT'S what Cartman said to Sadaam.   

The concept of "growing some balls" must be one of those politically-incorrect social skills that schools don't want to include in the Aspie social-skills curriculum.

[SovaNu]

i guess i should have said that a little differently. grow some ovaries i meant.

[Parts]

Confronting other people's kids can get you arrested in my town if your not careful always have to make sure there is another adult about to back you up when the little shits go and get their parents

[Calandale]

You know, I think you're all right.
I should just snipe the little fucks
instead of confronting them.

[Parts]

You know, I think you're all right.
I should just snipe the little fucks
instead of confronting them.

What nobody sees nobody knows

[Callaway]

Confronting other people's kids can get you arrested in my town if your not careful always have to make sure there is another adult about to back you up when the little shits go and get their parents

That is what happened to the person I know.  The kids lied and he was arrested.

[SovaNu]

what a 1984.

[Janicka]

you cannot confront other peoples children...it is none of your business.

I think you can.  I mean, if some kid harrasses ducks in my neighborhood I'd say something.  I wouldn't call the cops right of the bat, unless the little fuckwits talked back to you or threw shit at you. 

I would just tell them that they need to either be nice to the ducks or go home. 

[Natalia Evans]

Confronting other people's kids can get you arrested in my town if your not careful always have to make sure there is another adult about to back you up when the little shits go and get their parents

I guess thats why parents tend to tell the child's parent on their child when he or she did something wrong. When I was little, when I do soemthing wrong, the grownups would tell my mother, not confront me and then she do her business with me after they get through telling her.

[Natalia Evans]

Back when I was little, one of my friend's parents always called the police whenver they had problems with their kids. They always wanted the police to talk to their kids for them because they didn't want to be the bad guys.

One time the neighborhood kids were all throwing pine cones over the fence at me to hurt me and when one finally hit me in the foot, I started crying and one pine cone hit my mother in the face while she was reading on the padio so she got up and went to all the kids parents and told on them but all of them were lying by saying they didn't do anything and my friend's Dad was telling my mother he'd call the police if he were her. The kids never got in trouble for what they did to me because their parents never cared what their kids did and they were too lazy to do their jobs. They let their kids bully. But that was the last time they ever threw pine cones over the fence at me. I guess their parents told them not to do it anymore because they got tired of finding my mother on their doorstep complaining lol.

[Janicka]

Come to think of it, I did get involved with a neighbor's kid's situation once, though not in a disciplinary way.  These two girls (either sisters close in age, or friends - not sure) were going down the street - one on a bike and one on a razr scooter.  The one on the razr scooter hit a bump and was thrown a good distance.  I heard her screaming and crying outside.  I hear that a lot, you know when kids fight over shit.  But after the crying persisted for a few minutes, I figured that something was wrong.  So I went outside, and the girl had some bad road rash from head to toe.  I asked her if she wanted to come in to get cleaned up, but she got scared.  I honsetly didn't even think about how scary that could be - when I was 9ish (the age she appeared to be) I would have gone into any neighbor's house.  Of course, I knew all my neighbors, unlike here.  So, then I asked her if she wanted to clean up using my hose if I brought stuff out to her.  I also brought the cordless phone out to her, so she was able to call her house and make sure that there was someone to let her in.  We also have a neighbor named Jackie who has kids that are the same age, so I asked if she knows Jackie.  She did, and so I asked if she wanted me to get Jackie, since that's a grown up who's not a stranger.  She didn't - so she just let me help her clean her scrapes and put bandaids on them.  

After that, I just let her go home and made her promise to call her mom or dad.  I told her that she should probably put Neosporin on her road rash, but that Neosporin is medicine, and I didn't want to give her medicine without her mom or dad's permission.  

So, that was sort of an eye-opening experience for me.  I don't have kids and I don't come into contact with them much.  It sucks in this day and age that they're fearful of going inside a neighbor's house when they're injured like that.  But I guess that for everyone involved it was good that I was just able to bring the stuff she needed outside (phone, soap, paper towels, bandages) so that she could clean up, control the bleeding, and get home.  

[Callaway]

I sort of got involved with a neighbor's kid.  A tiny girl, she couldn't have been more than three, was walking toward my house while I was watering my flowers out front, so I asked her where she was going.  She was looking for someone, so I asked her where she lived since maybe they had gone there looking for her, she pointed back in the direction she had come from and I walked with her back toward her house.  We found the girl she was looking for, maybe it was her big sister, and I went back home after telling her the tiny girl had gone looking for her.