MichaelD
Lifer
- Jan 16, 2001
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Originally posted by: dquan97
Originally posted by: MichaelD
Pliablemoose is my idol. :beer:
For every 100 men in the state of Texas that try and get custody of their child:
50 are shot on sight, as soon as they slip the paperwork under the window at Family Court for being so bold as to even THINK they have any rights
20 are ridiculed by neighbors (who all have perfect marriages, BTW) to the point that they must move out of the neighborhood
15 are followed by the local police for weeks because "he must be up to something"
5 are wrongfully jailed for a week because their ex/kid's mother files an "abuse and neglect" compliant with CPS
9 tire of the beatings, cost, mental trauma and 18 week waiting periods when the ex decides to let you see your kid
1 wins.
That One Man is Mr. Pliablemoose. My soul mate, friend and idol. Kick the bitch for me, Lee.
Since I'm in the child support business, I have seen (most) every situation out there.
I'm sure you have a decent amount of experience under your belt.
But you have never, EVER met anything (i stress the "thing" part) like my son's mother.
She will come into your office and cuss you out in front of a room full of people b/c YOU (it's YOUR fault) won't take more money out of my paycheck. Nevermind the fact I have NEVER missed or been late on a child support payment. Never mind the fact that she has filed for a review EVERY YEAR when state law only allows every two years. She'll cuss you AND your boss out anyway, simply b/c you work for the people that "are not helping her."
She'll send your mom pictures of the kid...with a note on the back "This is Joe in his little baseball uniform. Isn't he cute? His dad said he had no money to help pay for the uniform, so I worked extra hours to afford it. Joe is worth it."
She is the Walking Epitome of Every Man's Worst Nightmare.
She is The Great Satan.
When she walks by the ASPCA, the painful howls of the animals inside can be heard; they know Evil IS Near.
When she picks up babies, they cry, b/c they sense something wrong.
Plants and shrubs wilt at her touch.
Her glance will make you feel uncomfortable.
Her voice is like broken glass thru a meat grinder...while you're hung over.
She is The Ultimate Evil.
She is...My Son's Mother.
