Fly swatter and wooden spoons from Mom...though not after about age 10
Leather belt from the old man, but not after about age 14
Last time I can recall my Dad coming close to assaulting me is when my 12-13 year old brother and I (at age 15) getting into it upstairs and my Dad yelled up to knock it off.
But we didn't and he came upstairs with a metal cooking pot in his hand. Cocked it back like he was going to start bashing us and we both just fell apart and then started laughing.
Dad just cussed and told us again to knock it off, "or else".
I do recall maybe in that same year earlier that I deliberately took his Whipping Belt out of his closet and threw it out in the trash. He went looking for it later to whack us and got REALLY pissed when he couldn't find it.
Leather belt from the old man, but not after about age 14
Last time I can recall my Dad coming close to assaulting me is when my 12-13 year old brother and I (at age 15) getting into it upstairs and my Dad yelled up to knock it off.
But we didn't and he came upstairs with a metal cooking pot in his hand. Cocked it back like he was going to start bashing us and we both just fell apart and then started laughing.
Dad just cussed and told us again to knock it off, "or else".
I do recall maybe in that same year earlier that I deliberately took his Whipping Belt out of his closet and threw it out in the trash. He went looking for it later to whack us and got REALLY pissed when he couldn't find it.
Yeah those suckers sure hurt, we were always clever enough to lose them all little by little without it looking obvious but then sure enough, come Christmas time there was always a new track wrapped up under the tree. Brings a tear to my eye just thinkig about it.Originally Posted by Slevin Kabrera
I thought me and my brother were the only ones who got the hot wheel tracks.
Thanks for bringing up the memories. I bet anyone digging up my old house's backyard is wondering what all those plastic "strips" are.
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and another thing she was deadly with a hair brush driving down the road, driving 75mph swinging in the back seat with a hair brush and never leave the road never seen two kids trying to climb up in the back window their was 3 of us and we use to fight who was going to sit in the back seat instead of the front seat( lol ) it was like a nightmare.
No shit! My parents had one of those "Board of Education" and hung it right in plain sight. I should have known someone else would have had one of those since it was commercially made. It was only used for especially bad occasions. I only got it about 2 or 3 times but some of my other brothers and sisters got it much more.
