SO the following is a copy and paste from my quitting smoking thread but fits in here pretty well too
I am outside mowing the lawn and the little disrespectful brat neighbor kids are dragging there basketball net(you know, the one with the base that you fill up with water or sand) up front and the little bastard drags the hoop across my car and gouges all the way down to metal on the door, fender and hood!! WTF!! I watched the little shit head do it, so I yelled to him and said what the heck, he just shrugs his shoulders and says "oh,, sorry" then turned around and went on draggin the basketball net out front. I flipped out and went side ways on these kids(bad day you should have scratched some ones car that didnt just quit smoking). I said man what were you thinking, are you gonna pay for this, and with the most arrogant and disrespectful reply he just says "no". Well who is then. "I dont know what to tell you man, I said I was sorry"...WTF kids today have zero respect and responsibility for anyone or anything. I was fumin, so I said, well I guess I will just call the cops then(thinking this would bring out some respect or compassion for what they just did. Nope they didnt think I would do it, so screw it, I called the po-po!!
I felt like such a dousche when I called(i called non-emergency) but the copper on the phone was actually pretty cool and agreed that he should send over a squad. So the copper shows up and asked what happened and I told him the story(I was out in the garage doing some re-loading) and I said all I really want you to do is just put a little scare into them. So he did.
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She firmly believed in a 18" section of hotwheel track.
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When my mom got pissed off enough to whack me, it was pure vigilante justice. She'd whup my ass with whatever she could get her hands on. Hot Wheels track was the worst....
As a parent now myself I have come to understand the value of corporal punishment. I don't always spank, it's my tool of last resort, but I swear there is a direct behavior modification neural pathway between a kids butt and their brain. Once activated by spanking, it works immediately and permanantly.
Once I grew up I actually thanked my mom and dad for all the well deserved ass whoopins I recieved as a kid. The thought of what my folks would do to me kept me out of any serious trouble growing up......
The fact that the parent will react to you and not the kid speaks volumes.
If I am raising my voice at someone's child, it has gone well past the point where the parent should taken control of their child. I consider myself a calm person but the fasted way to get me in your face is telling me not to talk/yell/scold your child when you have no intention of controlling it.
I guess I hid the Hot Wheels track well enough to not get it used on me. This was my parents favorite. It was mine until the rubber band broke...and it always broke. I dreaded seeing those in the Easter basket.
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Micheal HoffHard times make strong men
Strong men create good times
Good times create weak men
Weak men create hard times
I used to get beat by my teacher in the 6th grade with a wooden paddle for things I did not do. Adults had me so intimidated, I was afraid to speak out. I hope she dies of a horrible and painful disease and is reincarnated as a pig!
I got the classic belt from my dad.
My younger years are a great example of what happens when you have a single mom trying to raise a son. I was outwardly defiant of my mother. Once I got big enough, I told her she wasn't going to spank me again and passively stopped her from doing it a couple times. She made up for it by back handing me one day for talking back. I didn't talk back again.
I used to have to go out back and pick my own switch from the cherry tree. Thick or thin, they each had their (dis)advantages.