javapride
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I happen to be surfing in a website related with the deaf and this deffy rings true!.... be grateful that ur parents brought u to who u are today, cuz this is SO intresting i hope this isn't in the wrong place,( MODS Can u please leave it here for a week then transfer this down somewhere else thanks 
) but i wanted to share this in the AD and pass it along..... Thanks and Kudos to parents everywhere!
Don't Mess With Mom
By Unknown Author
For all of you out there with children, grandchildren and nieces and nephews... My son came home from school one day with a smirk upon his face. He decided he was smart enough, to put me in my place. "Guess what I learned in Civics Two, that's taught by Mr. Wright? It's all about the laws today, the "Children's Bill of Rights." It says I need not clean my room; don't have to cut my hair. No one can tell me what to think, or speak, or what to wear. I have freedom from religion, and regardless what you say, I don't have to bow my head, and I sure don't have to pray. I can wear earrings if I want, and pierce my tongue and nose. I can read and watch just what I like, and get tattoos from head to toes. And if you ever spank me, I'll charge you with a crime. I'll back up all my charges, with the marks on my behind. Don't you ever touch me, my body's only for my use? Not for your hugs and kisses, that's just more child abuse. Don't preach about your morals, like your Mama did to you. That's nothing more than mind control, and it's illegal too! Mom, I have these children's rights, so you can't influence me, Or I'll call Children's Services Division, better known as C. S. D. Of course my first instinct was to toss him out the door. But the chance to teach him a lesson made me think a little more. I mulled it over carefully; I couldn't let this go. A smile crept upon my face; he's messing with a pro. The next day I took him shopping at the local Goodwill Store. I told him, "Pick out all you want, there's shirts and pants galore. I've called and checked with C. S. D. who said they didn't care If I bought you K-Mart shoes instead of Nike Air. And I've canceled that appointment to take your driver's test. The C. S. D. is unconcerned, so I'll decide what's best. I said "No time to stop and eat, or pick up stuff to munch. And tomorrow you can start to learn to make your own sack lunch." Just save the raging appetite, and wait till dinnertime. We're having liver and onions, a favorite dish of mine. He asked, "Can I please rent a movie, to watch on my VCR?" "Sorry, but I sold your TV, to put new tires on my car." I also rented out your room; you'll take the couch instead. All the C. S. D. requires is a roof for over your head. Your clothing won't be trendy now, and I'll choose what we eat. That allowance that you used to get, will buy me something neat. I'm selling off your Jet Ski, dirt bike and roller blades. Check out the "Parents Bill of Rights," It's in effect today! Hey hot shot; are you crying, and why are you on your knees? Are you asking God to help you out, instead of C. S. D?
) but i wanted to share this in the AD and pass it along..... Thanks and Kudos to parents everywhere!Don't Mess With Mom
By Unknown Author
For all of you out there with children, grandchildren and nieces and nephews... My son came home from school one day with a smirk upon his face. He decided he was smart enough, to put me in my place. "Guess what I learned in Civics Two, that's taught by Mr. Wright? It's all about the laws today, the "Children's Bill of Rights." It says I need not clean my room; don't have to cut my hair. No one can tell me what to think, or speak, or what to wear. I have freedom from religion, and regardless what you say, I don't have to bow my head, and I sure don't have to pray. I can wear earrings if I want, and pierce my tongue and nose. I can read and watch just what I like, and get tattoos from head to toes. And if you ever spank me, I'll charge you with a crime. I'll back up all my charges, with the marks on my behind. Don't you ever touch me, my body's only for my use? Not for your hugs and kisses, that's just more child abuse. Don't preach about your morals, like your Mama did to you. That's nothing more than mind control, and it's illegal too! Mom, I have these children's rights, so you can't influence me, Or I'll call Children's Services Division, better known as C. S. D. Of course my first instinct was to toss him out the door. But the chance to teach him a lesson made me think a little more. I mulled it over carefully; I couldn't let this go. A smile crept upon my face; he's messing with a pro. The next day I took him shopping at the local Goodwill Store. I told him, "Pick out all you want, there's shirts and pants galore. I've called and checked with C. S. D. who said they didn't care If I bought you K-Mart shoes instead of Nike Air. And I've canceled that appointment to take your driver's test. The C. S. D. is unconcerned, so I'll decide what's best. I said "No time to stop and eat, or pick up stuff to munch. And tomorrow you can start to learn to make your own sack lunch." Just save the raging appetite, and wait till dinnertime. We're having liver and onions, a favorite dish of mine. He asked, "Can I please rent a movie, to watch on my VCR?" "Sorry, but I sold your TV, to put new tires on my car." I also rented out your room; you'll take the couch instead. All the C. S. D. requires is a roof for over your head. Your clothing won't be trendy now, and I'll choose what we eat. That allowance that you used to get, will buy me something neat. I'm selling off your Jet Ski, dirt bike and roller blades. Check out the "Parents Bill of Rights," It's in effect today! Hey hot shot; are you crying, and why are you on your knees? Are you asking God to help you out, instead of C. S. D?
DEFINATELY got :Owned: hahaha
