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	<title>Comments on: My Teenage Man Whore</title>
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	<description>From the mundane to the magical...</description>
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		<title>By: tbkent</title>
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		<description>Isn&#039;t the cell phone a snooping parent&#039;s dream? 

When she was thirteen, Chelsey&#039;s father sent her home with a new cell phone after a weekend visit.

She left it at home one day, which I took as an open invitation to browse freely. I was peeved to find that she had it locked, and I needed a password to gain access. No Problem! Knowing my niece as well as I did, it didn&#039;t take me long to discover that the password was her latest crush&#039;s name. Seriously, she could&#039;ve thought of something more clever!

I discovered, through good detective work, that she was seeing a nineteen year old man and felt her bed was soooo lonely without him. WHAT!!!!

After my heart resumed beating, the screaming began, things started flying and crashing to their deaths. It was an ugly time.

Bye bye cell phone, so long dirty man, hello therapy and punishment by domestic chores!

There is no easy answer to this dilemma, sorry to say. This is the curse of the Uncle Daddy/ Aunt Mom phenomenon. My only suggestion, is to get him involved in extra curricular activities, as many as possible!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Isn&#8217;t the cell phone a snooping parent&#8217;s dream? </p>
<p>When she was thirteen, Chelsey&#8217;s father sent her home with a new cell phone after a weekend visit.</p>
<p>She left it at home one day, which I took as an open invitation to browse freely. I was peeved to find that she had it locked, and I needed a password to gain access. No Problem! Knowing my niece as well as I did, it didn&#8217;t take me long to discover that the password was her latest crush&#8217;s name. Seriously, she could&#8217;ve thought of something more clever!</p>
<p>I discovered, through good detective work, that she was seeing a nineteen year old man and felt her bed was soooo lonely without him. WHAT!!!!</p>
<p>After my heart resumed beating, the screaming began, things started flying and crashing to their deaths. It was an ugly time.</p>
<p>Bye bye cell phone, so long dirty man, hello therapy and punishment by domestic chores!</p>
<p>There is no easy answer to this dilemma, sorry to say. This is the curse of the Uncle Daddy/ Aunt Mom phenomenon. My only suggestion, is to get him involved in extra curricular activities, as many as possible!</p>
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