It is kind of odd how attitudes have changed here in just a couple of generations. Hitting a child in public would be unthinkable, hitting one at home almost as much. I don't have a big issue with people favouring mild chastisement of their children but it's not for me, although I only ever slapped my son once I am still ashamed of it.
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I think I was about 14, when my old man dropped me with a rather quick left jab .
I did have a broom in my hand though and it may have been my threatening behaviour that led him to whack me. It also could have been my words in conjunction that were something like "I'm gonna shove this broom up your fucking arse"
I did learn a valuable lesson though. Never try and shove a broom up the old mans nether regions....no matter how pissed off you are.
I can imagine that....Although do you leave the discipline to the Thai Missus?
I had a go at mine one day. She doesn't hit the daughter but here's the story...
I went in my wardrobe and pulled out a coat hanger and took a shirt off it the one day whilst giving my daughter a talking to and she shit herself. Then found out it was the weapon of choice that the wife used to threaten to discipline her with.
She's ok now, there's only plastic ones
Weird world, illegal to smack kids, and also illegal to object to a woman with a dick or a bloke that thinks he's not a bloke going to the bog with them.
We take turns... and I'm only half joking about that!Originally Posted by Dillinger
Tunk, Ant. If you were my kids I'd bang your heads together
shit dill, u got the thai thing wrong, post 50. thai males, lower class, are feral dogs, always ready to beat someone half to death. they go from feral dogs to privileged dogs... there are a minority in the middle that are decent people.
i agree with the rest of ur post.
My Boys got a tap on their arse today. Not a full-on smack ... I don't need to.
In full view of everyone at the egress to/from a Shopping Mall.
No-one said a word to me, no-one interfered, no-one tried to stop me, no-one gave me a dirty look.
We had just finished shopping, heading down the last arcade before we head out to the car park. It's raining.
They start a game of tag, running down that arcade. We call out but they are deaf to anything except each others laughter.
Straight through the glass doors, out on the concrete made slippery by the rain and heading to the road before the car park.
My Boys got a tap on their arse today. It's a very rare thing. It was their wake-up call.
If someone had said anything to me I would have told them, quite calmly to STFU and mind their own business.
I'm obviously a cnut of a Dad.
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