...and from the looks of the perp, he did.
Posted on 09/12/2008 12:05:43 PM PDT by ButThreeLeftsDo
An angry Deltona father whacked his teenage daughter's boyfriend with a metal pipe after finding the boy naked in his daughter's room. Authorities say the father, 45, didn't even know his daughter had a boyfriend or that the youngster had been sneaking into the home for more than a year.
When he heard noises coming from his daughter's bedroom Thursday morning and saw a stranger standing naked on the girl's bed, he swung a metal pipe. He then chased the teen out the front door and called police.
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“Ah....I don’t think “castle doctrine” would apply in this case..”
I believe 15 is under the age of consent here in FL. Assuming that his daughter cannot give consent so he can rightly assume rape. Regardless unless his daughter jumped up and told him the guy was his boyfriend then he is perfectly right in assuming the guy was attacking her.
IMO the kid is lucky he didn’t get shot.
I highly doubt the charges will stick.
This is what thing look like when lefites get their way.
Don’t defend against stangers you find in your house, and anyway, parenets shouldn’t get involved in their children’s sex life - that would be parental child abuse.
They may have arrested Dad to give him time to cool off and keep him from having a serious discussion with his daughter.
I’d be amazed if the Grand Jury votes a bill of indictment. And I hope the dad had good aim.
Application for Permission to Date My Daughter
I love it! I have a beautiful 19-year old daughter who I always tease about getting my permission on whom she may date. I printed this and will give it to her the next time she’s home from college.
the problem here is..............what?
Good job, dad!!!!
This A$$ place is about 20 miles from the Caylee Anthony’s disapearence case which the police also cannot seem to get the laws right.
And always make a point to be cleaning your gun when her potential suitor first comes to the house.
If the boy is old enough to breed, he’s old enough to bleed . . . profusely from the skull!
The father was charged with aggravated battery on a child and bonded out on $10,000
I am curious why the father charged? He finds someone in his child’s bedroom and does what any father would or should do....
Agreed.
“Ah....I don’t think “castle doctrine” would apply in this case..”
In fla, fear of harm for family is all you need to take action. If my home, it’s Sig time.
“Ah....I don’t think “castle doctrine” would apply in this case..”
In fla, fear of harm for family is all you need to take action. If my home, it’s Sig time.
Whack-a-Mole!
10 Rules For Dating My Daughter
Rule One:
If you pull into my driveway and honk you’d better be delivering a package, because you’re sure not picking anything up.
Rule Two:
You do not touch my daughter in front of me. You may glance at her, so long as you do not peer at anything below her neck. If you cannot keep your eyes or hands off of my daughter’s body, I will remove them.
Rule Three:
I am aware that it is considered fashionable for boys of your age to wear their trousers so loosely that they appear to be falling off their hips. Please don’t take this as an insult, but you and all of your friends are complete idiots. Still, I want to be fair and open minded about this issue, so I propose his compromise: You may come to the door with your underwear showing and your pants ten sizes too big, and I will not object. However, in order to ensure that your clothes do not, in fact,
come off during the course of your date with my daughter, I will take my electric nail gun and fasten your trousers securely in place to your waist.
Rule Four:
I’m sure you’ve been told that in today’s world, sex without utilising a “barrier method” of some kind can kill you. Let me elaborate, when it comes to sex, I am the barrier, and I will kill you.
Rule Five:
It is usually understood that in order for us to get to know each other, we should talk about sports, politics, and other issues of the day. Please do not do this. The only information I require from you is an indication of when you expect to have my daughter safely back at my house, and the only word I need from you on this subject is “early.”
Rule Six:
I have no doubt you are a popular fellow, with many opportunities to date other girls. This is fine with me as long as it is okay with my daughter. Otherwise, once you have gone out with my little girl, you will continue to date no one but her until she is finished with you. If you make her cry, I will make you cry.
Rule Seven:
As you stand in my front hallway, waiting for my daughter to appear, and more than an hour goes by, do not sigh and fidget. If you want to be on time for the movie, you should not be dating. My daughter is putting on her makeup, a process that can take longer than painting the Golden Gate Bridge. Instead of just standing there, why don’t you do something useful, like changing the oil in my car?
Rule Eight:
The following places are not appropriate for a date with my daughter: Places where there are beds, sofas, or anything softer than a wooden stool. Places where there are no parents, policemen, or nuns within eyesight. Places where there is darkness. Places where there is dancing, holding hands, or happiness. Places where the ambient temperature is warm enough to induce my daughter to wear shorts, tank tops, midriff T-shirts, or anything other than overalls, a sweater, and a goose down parka - zipped up to her throat. Movies with a strong romantic or sexual theme are to be avoided; movies which features chain saws are okay. Hockey games are okay. Old folks homes are better.
Rule Nine:
Do not lie to me. I may appear to be a pot-bellied, balding, middle-aged, dim-witted has-been. But on issues relating to my daughter, I am the all-knowing, merciless god of your universe. If I ask you where you are going and with whom, you have one chance to tell me the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. I have a shotgun, a shovel, and five acres behind the house. Do not trifle with me.
Rule Ten:
Be afraid. Be very afraid. It takes very little for me to mistake the sound of your car in the driveway for a chopper coming in over a rice paddy near Hanoi. When my Agent Orange starts acting up, the voices in my head frequently tell me to clean the guns as I wait for you to bring my daughter home. As soon as you pull into the driveway you should exit your car with both hands in plain sight. Speak the perimeter password, announce in a clear voice that you have brought my daughter home safely and early, then return to your car - there is no need for you to come inside. The camouflaged face at the window is mine.
Ahhh, another dick joke. You just can’t stay away from them, can you?
You remind me of the oddball golf buddy who occasionally gets invited to play in the foursome and spends his time telling unfunny, gutter level sex jokes.
Everybody smiles but privately are thinking “I’m not letting this perv near my wife or daughter”.
Thats an interesting take on the statement.
I honestly thought he was referring to the guys head as being wood. As in a block head.
Guess I am kinda slow on the uptake today.
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