Excuse Me While I Kill You

If this happened to my family, I would have saved everyone a lot of money and court time. I would have listened to my child and told him to get in the car, we're going to Home Depot. I would have rented a jackhammer, bought several 80lb bags of cement, duct tape and some plastic sheeting. I would roll up some carpet, dig out a coffin sized portion of my basement floor and spread out the plastic sheeting. When this monster came to the house the next time, he would have been greeted with a gun pointed at his head while we walked to the basement. I would make him mix the cement (cause I hate that shit). Then I would tape his wrists and legs together with duct tape and lay him face up on the plastic sheeting. At this point I figure me and junior would systematically beat and kick the living hell out of him with junior doing a lot of the work. I may even allow junior to give him some Phil Leotardo action (remember Veto?). While still alive, we would roll him into his coffin and dump the wet cement right on top of him. Of course we would screed it and make sure the plastic and stuff got buried in the cement as well. Roll the carpet back. I'd put some gloves on and drive his car over to the local Wal-Mart and have my wife follow me to bring me home. 45 years in jail is nothing. You can't fix what's ailing this guy. He needs to burn in hell and I'd like to help facilitate his trip.