edumspeed

Then I guess you got spanked quite a bit when you were small for that? At least, that was my case

2k7gtcs

All the time. But I used to laugh when my mother would spank me. I'm one crazy s.o.b.

Rather B.Blown

I used to hate when they would make you go get them a hickory so they could whip your ***. You come back with some little flimsy one, and they get pissed and go get one the size of a 2x4 (at least it looked that big to a kid when you were waiting for the whipping lol).

edumspeed

Sanity is overrated.

edumspeed

Yeah, I remember that. That hurt even more than a leather belt, guaranteed!

Knight Rider

2k7gtcs

My favorite was the inevitable from my father "I'll give you something to cry about!"

WTF was that.

Knight Rider

Why you cryin!

I remember when my mom would use the broomstick to hit me when i got her super mad

edumspeed

My mom used that one too. Then, it was like:

edumspeed

I was hit once with an umbrella. The bad part is that it had a metal end that was broken and I was cut by it on my right fore arm. My mom almost sh*t herself when that happened She felt really bad about it.

denlem

Nice to see I wasn't the only one that had to go get my own stick!

2k7gtcs

My mom had a wooden paddle with holes in it that hung above the kitchen sink.


Our parents were archaic. I can't imagine doing something like that. I've spanked with my hand after many warnings, and even then with these girls I could just tap them and send them into tears for hours. I can't imagine actually trying to injure. Which is what it seems like my parents were doing.

denlem

If no stick was available, my father would also use a fishing pole!

My mother would throw a shoe at me if she couldn't catch me!

Blue Notch

More posts in here today than all of last week.

2k7gtcs

I'm sorry for laughing, but that's funny.


I remember making my mom chase me around the kitchen table for what seemed like 2 minutes or more. She really let me have it that time. I was about 5 and giggling and laughing "You can't catch me!"

mustangGT90210

Same thing happened with me when mine spun on me. It's like you almost feel bad you didn't panic lol
Who won what awards?


Needs some black wheels. Nathan, go arin style and hit them bullitts with some **** krylon already
Mine's a Lariat!

Truck looks really good... Needs bigger tires to go with that brush guard though. And please tell me you don't have your family's last name in vinyl across the back window


Today sucked f*cking ***. I'm gonna need a big piece of metal they try to call an expander to widen my top arch of teeth for 3-6 months, then braces for 2-2.5 f*cking years. How the hell am I gonna get pu$sy with braces?!

That was actually my first thought... God, I'm more obsessed with it than I thought... Oh well

2k7gtcs

Blue Notch

Sean:

Blue Notch

With my luck, I'd mess them up. Plus they still wouldn't be deep dish. I need to get the TB/Tune/4.10s first. Wheels would be $500 more, plus I'd gain nothing other than looks. Hopefully by next summer.

Rather B.Blown

I realize now that people actually go to prison these days for doing the things my parents/family used as punishment back when I was a kid. We thought it was normal.

The belt, oh the dreaded belt. When my dad started to unbuckle that thing I would be scared ****less, heart pounding and sweating bullets. Your first instinct was to run but he would be one step ahead. Grab you by the wrist and let it fly, which inevitably lead to me running in a circle around him as far away as my arm would reach. This only made things worse because its harder to hit a moving target, and that target was my ***. Therefore only about 40% of the licks hit where they were intended, the other 60% ended up landing somewhere random between the calves and the shoulder blades, lol. What a *******, I should have just stopped and got it over with.

Then there was the instant backhand, usually brought on by the smartass mouth I had on me when I was a kid. Sometimes you didn't even see it coming or realize what you said (or more likely how it sounded) just out of nowhere, smack. Standing there one minute, then an instant later on the floor stunned with your face stinging like fire, and your **** ear ringing for the next 2 hours wondering what the hell just happened.

Then the already mentioned hickory. Wow, that sucked. Usually a summertime thing, so you would have shorts on and those bare legs made an inviting target for a pissed off momma. By the time she got finished, those tan legs would be striped up like a candy cane for the rest of the day.

Luckily by the time I was 12 or so puberty had hit, and I was a pretty big ol' boy. I guess they realized it wasn't working, and started grounding me and using physical labor instead. By then I would have rather had the *** whipping, lol .