This post by Super Dave reminded me of the time I called my mom a bitch under my breath. I forget what I wanted or what I was trying to do, but I remember my dad was downstairs in his easy chair in front of the TV. I was pissed at my mom about something and as I was on my way upstairs to my room I called her a bitch to myself. Or so I thought.
Apparently my pops had some supersonic ears or I wasn't as quiet as I thought.
Next thing I remember I was sprauled out in the middle of my room laying on top of what used to be my desk chair. The chair was destroyed by the impact of my body after I was thrown through space and time.
Gotta love that old man strength.. ouch.
5 years ago
11 comments:
Man...
We got whooped if the sun came up one minute early.
I used to hate my step-dad.
When I grew up, I realized that we were just some bad azz little kids.
He and I laugh at all those whippin's now.
Lol.
My good girlfriend has a similar story where she swears she only thought the word and the next thing she knew her mother was riding her to the ground.
lol.. not thru space and time. Thanks for the mention.
its such a thin line...the abusive breeders on one side who are a disgrace to REAL parents everywhere - who are doing the right thing by incorporating corporal punishment into discipling their children - make it hard for us to do our jobs without being branded child abusers for keeping our kids in line. and I have seen some bitches work the system ,abuse and neglect their kids,get them taken away because the kids have been sexually assaulted by boyfriends, burned with cigarettes, starved ...they are treated better than good parents who are accused of abuse and have their children removed from the home for stupid shit, like a good old fashioned ass whooping with the biggest belt in the house for mouthing off or lying or failing in school. that is where the thin line is...real abusers on one side, desperate parents who try to keep their kids in line on the other. and for the record, the most successful, wealthiest people in the world had their asses WHOOPED as children so somebody was doing SOMETHING right. and now that you are a mother, you understand why daddy threw you to the floor for calling your mother a bitch. daddy was on the job ... God Bless him. just because I commend him, doesnt mean I dont love you : )
You totally deserved that! LOL
I never got a beating, whooping, spanking, whatever you wanna call it. I was a good kid (or I was sneaky enough to get away with stuff.)
in see it still brings back the pain lol
LOL I did something similar - well I didn't cuss, but I talked back. Out of nowhere it seemed, I had gotten hit in the face with a wet dishrag. Whew, that hurt for real and I never forgot it.
Dayuuuum!!....So uuum I bet u called ur mom a bitch a few more times after that...lol
UBJ: My dad never touched me other than that one time... oh and one other time he threw/pushed the kitchen table at me. Other than that, he went to work and the rest was up to my mom. I'm more of a love and discipline parent, I'm pretty giving of both!
Mike: It's not funny! Ok.. maybe a little.
D.J.: lol, that's funny!
Dave: ok.. maybe just through space.. lol
GirlCas: Yeah, he was right, I was wrong. Still hurt!
Rah: I'm going to vote on sneaky... lol
RDB: Hard to forget!
Tilted: A wet dishrag!?! Ouch!
Slish: haha, not when my dad was around... although now, he might agree.. lol
LMAO I had a similar experience except I thought my mother wouldn't hear it under my breath and THROUGH A DOOR... None the less what followed after that is only fragmented memories due to a concussion most likely (my mother was the baby of ten kids and has NO probs taking on people bigger than her, me included)
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