Not entirely. There was a lot of name calling, things like that, as well as "logic" that drove me insane and made no sense. (He means to say that I don't deserve pants...because I lack personal integrity?). We're an overly emotional family.
In addition to that, pants have been a constant source of contention between the father and I, ever since I hit puberty and grew an ass. I can't even count the number of times he called me a hoochie. Up until two years ago, he would force me to buy Wranglers that went past up my bellybutton; then, all of a sudden he gave up and started tying the pants I wanted to chores and priviliges. And even more recently he stopped buying them altogether.
Which leads me to the conclusion that pants are equivalent to craziness when it comes to the Kate residence.
parental resopnsibilityrationalevilJuly 21 2004, 19:12:52 UTC
Contrary to your position, I did the research, and your father is not guilty of legally defined neglect. In this case it is human decency, not legal jurisdiction that should influence his view. The latter is markedly weaker than the latter, unfortunately. My suggestion is just to really stink up the house, in a "passive resistance" sort of thing. Or take all his clothes but one set.
P.S. Pants revoultion, great band name potential there
Parental ResponsibilityrationalevilJuly 21 2004, 19:16:56 UTC
Contrary to your position, I am afraid to inform you that after researching the subject, I have found that your father is not directly guilty of legally defined neglect. It is human deceny, as opposed to legal favor, that ought to influence his decision in this setting. However, we all know the former has so little power in this day and age that it hardly matters. Go with passive resistance, wear the same thing till you stink up the house. Or take all his clothes but one set.
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In addition to that, pants have been a constant source of contention between the father and I, ever since I hit puberty and grew an ass. I can't even count the number of times he called me a hoochie. Up until two years ago, he would force me to buy Wranglers that went past up my bellybutton; then, all of a sudden he gave up and started tying the pants I wanted to chores and priviliges. And even more recently he stopped buying them altogether.
Which leads me to the conclusion that pants are equivalent to craziness when it comes to the Kate residence.
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