Neat, I didn’t know threads could be merged.
If the mother believes children cannot differentiate between a metal railing painted green and the lush colors of nature, I suspect she herself cannot differentiate between a clue-by-four and a good thick chunk of pine.
Thanks UncleBeer.
Sweetums
Myself neither.
I learn somethin’ new every day. Thanks UncleBeer!
Tripler
Wow. I wanna merge threads too! 
If I sued every time I fractured my skull on inanimate objects, doors, chairs, and such, I’d be rich.
Damn, what am I waiting for?
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I’m amazed at how parents and concerned “won’t you think about the children” types are totally sanitizing and padding children’s lives nowadays. I’m sorry, but bruises, and scrapes, and scabs on your knees ARE an important part of childhood. I’m so sad to see so many parks taken apart to make them “safe”. One of my cousins, at the age of 4, was so TERRIFIED of dirt that he wouldn’t help my mother plant flowers in the garden. He was afraid to get sick if he handled the muddy soil.
I have fallen off of monkey bars at the neighbourhood park. The bars are no longer there. The slides we had are no longer there,
either, because the structure was declared dangerous. You see, children could CLIMB over the protective railing and FALL. :rolleyes: Yeah, like we didn’t used to climb over the covered slides and slide on the outside of 'em… Corkscrew slide? Also gone. A local child had fallen over the side once. There was a whole community movement to take them out everywhere. Oh! And you remember those sway bridges? They’re also gone, or replaced with fixed ones so fingers and feet can’t get pinched. No more moving parts. No more open sides with top and bottom rails - no, in fact, they all need either solid sides (boxed in) OR if they use planks, they must be so close together than no child can stick a hand through.
:rolleyes:
No wonder today’s little darlings are home watching TV and playing video games. Wouldn’t want 'em to get hurt, now would we.
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sighs When my brother was a kid, he fell off the tornado/corkscrew slide at the local playground. He was either climbing on the enclosure over the top portion of the slide or trying to climb up the slide on the side railing, I can’t remember which. He needed to get stitches in his chin.
My mother reamed him out good for doing something stupid. These days, everyone would be urging her to sue someone.
Sue the monkey! Sue the monkey!
Tapioca Dextrin, I’m suing you for a new monitor. I just spit beer (cause I busted a gut cracking up) all over the one I’m looking at now after that monkey remark. 
My son wants to know why no one will think about the CHILDREN? 
Eh, no worries. The Poetic Justice in this case will come 16-18 years from now when that kid sues his mother for loss of his childhood and theft of his earnings.
Ah, the memories…
I, for one, would love to see the defendant file a HUUUUGE counter-suit and hound this evil wench to the very gates of Hell!!!
Waiting to be as moronic as the woman in question so that, rather than thinking she is money-grubbing, we think she is just dumber than a box of hair:D
From the article:
This makes me chuckle, especially when I think of the playgrounds and parks in Rogers Park, Chicago I’d play in as a kid. The way the concrete would sparkle in the morning from the broken glass of Old English 800 40’s. It’s amazing any of us made it out alive.
Dude! There is no way that kids will be allowed around bubblewrap or the suicidal football helmet in 20 years! Get a grip man! That shit is dangerous…could poke an eye out!
-K
I’m suing you.
My future son/daughter/it has already choked on the bubble wrap and taken up a violent streak and drugs due to the violent nature of football.
I’ll see you in court.
Tripler
It may be a class-action lawsuit, but don’t think I’m any less classy because of it.
Especially ones that appear to be more lucrative than mine.
Too bad Dennis Miller’s off the air. After hearing his thoughts on the McDonald’s coffee woman (“It’s COFFEE! Of course it’s going to be hot. Why didn’t you blow on it before you chugged it like a pledge at a frat party?”) and smokers suing after getting cancer (“Hey, doll, if you’re out there watching tonight, turn down the iron lung for a second because I want you to hear this: WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU THINK WAS GOING TO HAPPEN? Smoke is a carcinogen. You inhaled it. Case closed. Go rent How Green Was My Valley. Just because I get my crank caught in my zipper doesn’t mean I can sue Levi Strauss.”), I’d be anxious to see what Miller’s take on this would be.
Actually, that’d be kind of cool. You could roll around and try to pop the bubbles and go around head-butting everyone!!!
As the mother of two small kids (ages 6 & 4), all I can think about this lawsuit is…that woman’s gotta be out of her freakin’ mind.
Two-year-olds are not experienced walkers. They fall down, trip over stuff, and walk into stuff *regardless of whether they see it or not. * Ever watched a two year old walk? They fall down for no reason.
Granted, running into a fence isn’t the same as falling for no reason, but the thing is, toddlers wipe out. Period. And 9.9 times out of 10, it’s nobody’s fault. You can holler at them to stop running or to watch out for that fence, but until they actually get hurt, they aren’t going to believe YOU. No way.
I’m sorry he got hurt. I really am. Like I said, I’ve got kids, and it sucks when a kid gets hurt. But to sue over something like this? Way, way too lame.
Remember years ago as kids.
We fell out of trees, we fell off walls, we fell on ice slides, we fell in the playground…hell we fell everywhere possible it was to fall.
We shared a bottle of water, we shared apples, pears, oranges etc.
We drank from streams, we had dirty hands from climbing up trees looking for fruit, birds eggs, whatever.
We ‘cleaned’ our hands by spitting on them.
We had fights in the school playground and anywhere else it was possible to fight[and some places it was’nt]
Did any kids die…not that I recall.
The woman is a money grabbing bitch.
Falling down and getting stitches was the best part of being a kid!
Or at least I assume I liked it, since I did it all the time. My memories of my motives are a little fuzzy for some reason…
All I’m going to say is:
Camptown ladies sing this song, doo damn, doo damn,
Camptown racetrack’s two miles long, oh de doo damn day.
Sorry