All of us were teenage boys at one point. That is what makes you worry.

I know what teen age boys have on their mind. The exact same thing I have on mine

Just how late.......

I learned at a young age that a man with heavy equipment and a good amount of property also has many alibis.

Everybody already knows that. What they don't know is that I know how to destroy DNA and dental evidence too.

I hear lime is a good source of Dna destroyer 😇

Skinny, I'll share with you a something a very protective father once said "Son whatever you stick in her, I'm gonna stick in you"

I know how you feel I had 4 teenage daughters from 17 to 13 at the same time.I stayed mad for 6 years while this dating crap was going on,don't think I am over it yet.

get a life raise your kidds rite shouldnt b a problem

Dear Lord, please let this misspelled, no punctuation, text jargon, post have been made by the boy that brought skinny's daughter home late. I know it's early in the year, but if it is the boy that did that, THIS will be the thread of the year.

Ummmmm, that is some kinda Arkansas fambly thing that ain't in-line with how things are normally done around here. The way we normally do things around here is... The boy brings the daddy's daughter home on the set time. If he fails to get her home and safe on time...he dies.

What you are talking about is some kind of weird Walker County action that ain't right.

Never had to kill one, but one thought I was going to one time.

13yo boy rode the school bus home with my daughter and son.(He and my daughter were sweet on each other, but the pretense was that He and my son were going to ride dirt bikes that afternoon). Well anyway, they all got off the bus and Came in the house where the boy promptly said "Sup Homes" to me and plopped down on the love seat and then patted the seat next to Him as if to be telling my daughter to come sit by Him.

I could feel My blood pressure rising instantly. Well, after my head blew off and it spun around about 3 times, it proceded something like this.

Boy, WHOINTHEHELLISHOMESANDWHODOYOUTHINKYOUARETRYINGTOTELLMYDAUGHTERWHATODO!!??!! Let Me tell You one thing. My name is Mister MADDOX to You, and I don't see that ever changing for You either. And You WILL not now or ever be telling HER what to do. Now You get You ARSE out that door and walk back in here like SOMEBODY, and show My daughter and Myself a little respect, and You just MAY get to hang around here till Your Momma comes to get You. ETC. Etc. Etc.

This went on for about 2-3 minutes solid, and mostly with My voice raised, My veins in My neck and temples throbbing, My face purple, and My clenched fists trembling. I'm pretty sure I mentioned guns and the creek out back and turtles and catfish a few times too.

The rest of the afternoon, He was a perfect gentleman, then I never saw him again.