January 24, 2007
Well Duh

Actually, I'm surprised it's taken this long for God to start hating goths. We have several friends who inhabit the gothic sphere, but even they admit they're out on the edge. I've been told more than once the really scary goths are the ones that come out for specific festivals and parties held around the region, and that the people I've met and/or hung out with are quite tame in comparison*.

Concerning my own child, I'm of two minds. If she eventually wants to dress in black and wear weird jewelry, well, she'll mostly just be emulating her aunt and her mom. If she starts hanging out with people who are No Damned Good, well, that'll be something quite different entirely.

Telling the difference is I suppose one of the most challenging aspects of being a parent. I'm so not looking forward to 13...

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* Which, considering some of the folks we've seen over the years, is really saying something.

Posted by scott at January 24, 2007 11:56 AM

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Note: That's why it's good to own a nice selection of rifles and shotguns. When said "wrong type boyfriend" comes over, you just make sure you're cleaning them. And running a few rounds through them just to make sure the actions working well.

And grill them with questions. Every time he tries to answer you pump the action on the shotgun. Just once. Then ask him to start again.

That's my plan. Assuming we actually cause children over here...

Posted by: ronaprhys on January 25, 2007 08:40 PM
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