Get a knock, someone asks for help.

[johndoe1027]

Hate to break this to you, Dad, but you raised a monster. He should be put down, and quickly, just as if he was a rabid dog.

He acknowledged that he hadn't spent as much time with his son as he should have after parting ways with the boy's mother. But he said his son is shy and timid, and they went to places like the Fun Depot arcade together.

"It's been awhile since I really spent a lot of time with him," the father said. In the meantime, his son has been getting into trouble with the law.

Sounds like he didn't really raise him at all which IMO is worse. I stayed out of trouble as a kid not because I didn't want to catch a charge but because I didn't my dad to beat the crap out of me when he found out. I'm not a proponent for physical discipline but it worked for me.

 

[foghornl]

This is why I answer the doorbell with the Springfield "GI-45" in my hand, mostly hidden behind my leg, but in my hand. After dark, I don't even go to the door.

I still get some grief sometimes about that from Mrs. Foggy, but I ain't aswering the door nekkid.

Last Halloween, I did the full "cowboy getup". Nobody knew that the "shootin' iron" in my holster was the 'Sheriff's Model' .357 Vaquero, complete with 158-Gr Gold Dots

 

[mljdeckard]

When I was a senior in high school, I picked up a stranger at the corner of a dirt road who was injured from an accident. It was also snowing, which was very rare where I grew up. By the time I dropped him off 15 min later, I regretted it. I had given him personal details about myself and my family and pointed out my own home along the way. He wouldn't tell me exactly where he lived, and he didn't want me to call the sherrif. (I did anyway.) I realized how many terrible mistakes I had made.

I think REALLY hard about helping people out. I have seen babies used as bait. IF I am armed, and IF I have help, (another armed person, which is most of the time I'm out,) I consider the circumstances.