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The cc.com Tutorial On Fathering belongs in the Pirates Forum. Kev, you and spouse are free (within boundaries) to raise your children as you see fit. As long as your dedication to love remains paramount over your commitment to your pacifistic philosophy, you'll get by. But, the burden is on you. As you've probably found, the relationship with your child carries a poignancy not found in any other bond. The pressing sting is often in the question that must be answered: "Given the circumstance, what is the right thing to do for them?" Like all relationships of weight, if you're goal holds for both of you to continue to learn to love better while seeing your way through the world, at some point, the flexibility will be required to suspend or cast away cherished, longstanding, and tightly held notions. For me, part of the poignancy of parenting was in accepting the irony that those small malleable hearts of love are often best guided along their paths by firm steering boundaries.

more like over a barrel

something's straight

it appears there's little that doesn't grow on him

Big deal. So we get what so many have been yearning for: another "Clinton" presidency.

A 15-20 footer on a perlon-strung #10 Chouinard Hexcentric during a ground up FA of a sandstone tower in the Wyoming desert; '77.

if I were any more moderate, I'd be dead

I'm not far behind in enjoying a luxurious lifestyle. I just finished copying all three discs from the third season of Weeds.

He made his money with scalpels, not drum sticks.

They were maligned in Vertical Limit. Which, sadly, was the film's only flaw.

[with a wink to mattp] I do have trouble remembering Sweet Home Alabama

High gas prices? Fuck high gas prices. The drummer in one of the bands I play just traded in his '96 c4s for one of these: BOOLYAH!

there's an IED in her navel

sure. when he was mining for more glass-aimed projectile

chutzpah is a Middle-Eastern dish, in which is allowed double dipping

Porter (wearing the balaclava), giving me the kiss of betrayal: TAKE YOUR FILTHY APE-LIPS OFF ME!!!

some jack-booted monkeys called me excrement and threw me against glass were you one of 'em, you reactionary goose-stepper?

Man creates it. Monkeys throw it at glass. What is it?

I poupon French mustard

she's praying, too! IN FRONT OF A MICROPHONE!1 OMG! SEPARATION OF CHURCH N TECHNOLOGY compliance please~!!

btw, P man, your vids are wasted on me. My computer's brain's on dial-up

wut chew mean, Holmes? that's all they've dun

'bout time the Dem congress got off their fat asses and did sumpin