My post (# 31) was anything but whining.
It was a celebration of Mastery of basic discipline of Crotch Goblins, as applied to mine or anyone else's........
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It was a celebration of Mastery of basic discipline of Crotch Goblins, as applied to mine or anyone else's........
It was a matter of pride she broke at least 5 wooden spoons on my ass or is it arse hmm
She used Tobasco on my tongue oh wasn't she a clever one
I did get worried when my old man chased me with a boat Oar.. oh my how he roared-
when I climbed up a shiny leaf tree onto the roof of the old shop I so did tee hee
5 hours later.... I made it back down and they acted chill it was a game if you will.
what they had in store for me was not a game I did see.
They hesitate to this date to call me part of the family...
Cunt's
She used Tobasco on my tongue oh wasn't she a clever one
I did get worried when my old man chased me with a boat Oar.. oh my how he roared-
when I climbed up a shiny leaf tree onto the roof of the old shop I so did tee hee
5 hours later.... I made it back down and they acted chill it was a game if you will.
what they had in store for me was not a game I did see.
They hesitate to this date to call me part of the family...
Cunt's
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This thread turned into free roaming boomers chest thumping and bitching about how they can’t physically abuse kids any more.No doubt the younger ones of our population tend to be reined in, I'll approach this with a different angle.
I'm out to get some work done on my computer at a local shop. Place does awesome work, so Best Buy isn't my first choice. I'm in line behind one lady while the service tech is helping another lady. Service tech heads to the back (for longer than normal for some reason). There's a few more customers showing up now, about 6-8 people total standing in line of sorts. Some crotchety ol' Boomer comes hobbling in, stands in the open door looks around, bellows out "Does anyone work here?" he lets out a little grunt or something. I turn around "Well the OPEN sign was on the door, the door was unlocked when you came in, and the service tech is in the back helping another customer....so YEA....people work here."
PSA: If you are going to let your Boomer roam free be sure to give them their meds. Just sayin'......
Oh they were, with a 2x4 and upside the head. TBI is a bitchAnd they most likely weren't spanked as kids.
My post (# 31) was anything but whining.
It was a celebration of Mastery of basic discipline of Crotch Goblins, as applied to mine or anyone else's........
LOL!
Kids are monkeys with better minds and greater deviousness. I fostered over a dozen of other peoples' spawn, a few of my own, and about a half dozen of my sister's, and now have no illusions.
And they most likely weren't spanked as kids.
Totally agree. Eventually boys need to be spanked and little girls yelled at. And then time before bed to go over the day and mentor them. Once you establish that boundary and that process it gets easier.
So how do you discipline other people's kid? Serious question.
You can't go hands on or you'll end up taking a ride. I witnessed that first hand at an Austin breakfast café. If you admonish the parents you'll end up in a cuss match with Karen and her husband.
When I was staying in El Paso at my socialist sister's home the last time I was ever invited out there we were sitting around at the kitchen counter and her adopted 5-6 yr. old little monster was standing there trying to slap box me. He was being a pest and I was blocking everything and occasionally thumping him on the head for his trouble with my finger. Finally he got frustrated and reared back with his fat, short, dwarf leg and tried to kick me as hard as he could. I put my hand down and blocked that as well but it was no longer funny.
Both my sister and BIL didn't like the fact I didn't let the little bastard kick me and there was some concerned looks and murmuring back and forth. In fact, she tattled to my mother right after that that I 'wasn't very nice to little James' while I was out there.
Looking back I should have said "Son, you try that again I'm going to beat the shit out of your father here."
Every kid is different and will respond differently to punishments. Some respond to spankings, some respond to time-outs, some respond to losing toys or other privileges. As a parent you need to find what works best for your kids and stick with it.
Me ? I would have just gotten up and left. You were gonna get a social "black eye" one way or the other. Might as well leave and get some peace and quiet.
He would have followed me to any other room. The little monster was a creepy weirdo and followed me everywhere. He knew how to unlock all the doors in the house including the bathroom.
I got picked up at the airport and would have had to call a cab and get a motel room. After that, I never stay at one's house without at least a rental car. I'll never be stranded like that again.
Oh gawd, there's a video I gotta find for you. You'll pee yourself laughing.....
Give me a little time......
Is your genius kid really worried about catching prairie covid and wearing a mask or are you hiding her from your "internet friends"?
Last week, I went to my "not-grandson's" birthday party. I married the father's mother and he is not my stepson either. They voted for Bernie and hate me in the manner of all passive-aggressive leftist assholes. I'm only ever mildly welcome at their rental. So, I'm just "lonegunman" to the kid, he is a likeable 4y/o who loves the word, "Awesome!" I delivered him a super hero cake from a nice bakery and he was elated.
For his birthday, unwashed hippy whores brought their unwashed kids to the party. These kids generally behaved like fucking animals but one in particular 5 y/o asshole took the cake. We made a pool by tarping a large river raft and filling it with water, he tried to drown any other kid who was playing. Then he stole every fucking toy in the yard, hit people with toys and threw shit everywhere like a fucking monkey. His mother has three kids, white, mocha and chocolate. Her plan is to reseed the world with her unwashed spawn. He cucked lefty husband is white and only fathered the oldest.
When this little fucker turned over a toy of some sort so the pokey and dangerous side was up and was trying to throw a kid on top of it, I drew the line and in a solid command voice, told him to STOP!. His mother looked at me, prepared to start screaming at me for whatever injustice I had inflicted on her shitty kid when a random kid named Alex used a 3ft long hard plastic bubble wand to crush the side of her asshole's skull and send him sprawling to the ground, crying.
Alex had been getting choked out by this asshole and he let him go when I yelled at him. Alex apologized for his temper and his mom said, "That's okay son, it happens, go play with your friends." Alex quietly tucked the bubble wand into his belt like a samurai sheathing his sword and walked off to play. It was mildly epic.
After the party, I quietly apologized to my "not-stepson" for interjecting in the fracas but told him it looked like one of the little kids was going to get really hurt. He said, it was fine and that the little asshole has been acting that way since he could crawl and that is just how his parents are raising him.
Parenting skills got lost when they abandoned gender and hygiene.
For his birthday, unwashed hippy whores brought their unwashed kids to the party. These kids generally behaved like fucking animals but one in particular 5 y/o asshole took the cake. We made a pool by tarping a large river raft and filling it with water, he tried to drown any other kid who was playing. Then he stole every fucking toy in the yard, hit people with toys and threw shit everywhere like a fucking monkey. His mother has three kids, white, mocha and chocolate. Her plan is to reseed the world with her unwashed spawn. He cucked lefty husband is white and only fathered the oldest.
When this little fucker turned over a toy of some sort so the pokey and dangerous side was up and was trying to throw a kid on top of it, I drew the line and in a solid command voice, told him to STOP!. His mother looked at me, prepared to start screaming at me for whatever injustice I had inflicted on her shitty kid when a random kid named Alex used a 3ft long hard plastic bubble wand to crush the side of her asshole's skull and send him sprawling to the ground, crying.
Alex had been getting choked out by this asshole and he let him go when I yelled at him. Alex apologized for his temper and his mom said, "That's okay son, it happens, go play with your friends." Alex quietly tucked the bubble wand into his belt like a samurai sheathing his sword and walked off to play. It was mildly epic.
After the party, I quietly apologized to my "not-stepson" for interjecting in the fracas but told him it looked like one of the little kids was going to get really hurt. He said, it was fine and that the little asshole has been acting that way since he could crawl and that is just how his parents are raising him.
Parenting skills got lost when they abandoned gender and hygiene.
We’ve got a badass over here!
Being able to articulate a Fuck You is as equally as important as please and Thankyou.
Here we all are out and about with covid. Hopefully some of you old fucks will be effected by it and go ahead and die already. Lol
Covid is such a joke. I’d rather have covid than poison ivy or chiggers.
What badass? I'm just asking an idiot a question. 
hahaha
Chiggers suck more than covid, lucky the cold kills them.
hahahaChiggers suck more than covid, lucky the cold kills them.
What badass? I'm just asking an idiot a question.
Chiggers suck more than covid, lucky the cold kills them.
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Because (I think) deep down they want that structure. I think it is hard wired, and it does not take much to get the ball rolling in a correct direction. Once and a while it my start to drift off track, and minor correction is all that is usually needed.
My boy is 26 and getting married in a few weeks, when he was growing up I had to spank him one time. All it took. And it was not fear that keep them in line like so many "progressive" people think, it is a genuine desire to do the correct thing.
I could go on and on, but you need to know your kids and be engaged with them and their growing up....do this and even in trying times it will not take much.
had not seen that one before.
This is one I found years ago, I posted it in another thread a while back, but it fits here.
If the kid sees that his mother throws garbage on the road, not in the trash can, it won't be easy to explain why he should do otherwise. The same applies to impolite communication with others and unwillingness to give way to an adult or a pregnant woman. Such advice was given to us at fosterplus.org when we adopted a child. Children largely copy their parents' behaviour, and their keen eyes notice even the details you do not pay attention to. Therefore, I want to be a good example and always show my son how to behave in a public place and communicate with others.
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Back in the good old days of 2016, I was in Prague with family. We went to the Old Jewish Cemetery and the attached synagogue, walked through it. It's a 500-year-old cemetery, signs to be quiet and respectful, don't go off the walkway, don't disturb the graves. Something gets broken or messed up, you can't just fix it.
Most people did the right thing. One did not. Some raggedy little French child was going around hitting the gravestones with a stick and making noise and generally being a little shart. His parents were taking their time to look at the cemetery and didn't seem notice... up until they got out of the cemetery and it turned out they had and proceeded to discipline the child. Now, there was no slapping or spanking, just pissed-off French to the tune of "If you ever do shit like the again in public or anywhere, so help us we will toss you off the Eiffel Tower." At first it was just the mum but as soon as the dad came out of the restroom outside the gate, he laid into the kid. Verbally, mind, the only physical contact is a firm grip on the kid's arm and a little shake or two for emphasis.
Kid starts crying... and then this bunch of Czech dudes comes over and starts acting tough, saying how you don't treat kids like that in their country, stop abusing him, etc. The French parents get in this whole heated argument and decide "Know what, allons-y, we're going back to the hotel!" or something. We heard the Czechs following them and shouting from two streets over.
Most people did the right thing. One did not. Some raggedy little French child was going around hitting the gravestones with a stick and making noise and generally being a little shart. His parents were taking their time to look at the cemetery and didn't seem notice... up until they got out of the cemetery and it turned out they had and proceeded to discipline the child. Now, there was no slapping or spanking, just pissed-off French to the tune of "If you ever do shit like the again in public or anywhere, so help us we will toss you off the Eiffel Tower." At first it was just the mum but as soon as the dad came out of the restroom outside the gate, he laid into the kid. Verbally, mind, the only physical contact is a firm grip on the kid's arm and a little shake or two for emphasis.
Kid starts crying... and then this bunch of Czech dudes comes over and starts acting tough, saying how you don't treat kids like that in their country, stop abusing him, etc. The French parents get in this whole heated argument and decide "Know what, allons-y, we're going back to the hotel!" or something. We heard the Czechs following them and shouting from two streets over.
Amazing. The Jewish quarter in Prague isn't called "Quarter" because it's small Or inconsequential. Prague is one of the coolest cities in Europe that I have been to.
Our kids are long since grown. They were raised right. They never pulled any of that kind of shit. If they had ever gotten out of line like that, they would have gotten smacked. Right then, right there. They would have suffered public humiliation. Then, after getting back to the hotel, they would get to sit on the edge of the bath tub with a bar of soap in their teeth for a half an hour.
I guess the language barrier and kinda not understanding what was going on played a part in the Czech guys' trying to intervene, but even after the French parents explained (in English) that their kid had been misbehaving, they still kept after them. It wasn't like they were beating the kid senseless, just scolding him and holding firm to his arm and not letting him get away from the reprimand. I guess that's just not OK to some folks.
Personally I think they shoulda took the stick and popped him with it a couple times but that's just me. Were it not for not speaking French, I'd have told the kid to cease and taken the stick away if he'd gotten close enough. That and getting into an altercation in the cemetery would be inappropriate. But the issue was swiftly rectified by the parents, at least.
My sister and I were always super well-behaved outside the country as kids. Our parents would've disciplined us if we hadn't been. They didn't need to.
But oh boy oh boy that one French kid was nothing compared to all the Chinese kids coming through the Prague airport. And in the British Museum the next week. Waiting for our baggage carousel to start circulating and there's this unholy rush of noise and a couple dozen Chinese kids with two ineffectual adults come blitzing through the place, climbing on shit, riding on the carousels, riding on the baggage carts.
In the British Museum, this was at the height of the "selfie stick" craze. The Museum had signs saying no sticks. In multiple languages. Apparently the Chinese schoolkids are either illiterate or are just little sharts, 'cause half of them had fully-extended sticks without even their phones on them. There were hundreds in there that day, multiple school groups. All of whom were either running around like monkeys or sprawling on the floor like dead monkeys so everyone else including elderly people had to step over them like it was some minefield in the Korean War. I don't remember what we were looking at, some artifact from Sumeria or something in a case, but these two kids come sprinting through the crowd, knock my mom (who at the time was around 71) to the stone floor and against the stone case, and ignore her. West Country-sounding bloke grabs them both and starts telling them off for running, waving their idiot sticks around, and knocking an elderly woman to the floor. Of course they just looked at him like he was speaking gibberish and ran off soon as they could. Mom was fine but damn, it was a shame seeing the museum like that. I've seen heaps of Chinese tourists before, but never kids that ill-behaved. I'm sure they didn't remotely speak English, so that was their "excuse" for not having to behave like civilized people.
We spend a lot of time in Switzerland. We know a lot of places to stay where the chinese hoards don't know about. Little, out of the way places. Little places, where it's pretty unlikely that you'll see a convoy of 6 or 8 tour busses come cruising in and stop. But, we also go to places where they are overrun, as you describe. Tourism is the main source of income in Switzerland and it's a well known fact that 80% of the tourist dollars/francs are from the chinese.
We no longer go anywhere that has high concentrations of them. I will keep my reasons to myself, but it's not too hard to figure out why. I giggle every time we go to check in to a hotel or a restaurant and the locals are actually very happy to see us/Americans
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My mom would take you to the restroom for a talking to...that included physical reinforcement. My dad would say, "Don't make me take my belt off." If he unbuckled it, too late. Nothing you could do or say was going to change the outcome. I remember only two ass whippins from my dad. My younger brother will tell you he saw one and made sure he was never on the receiving end.
I still remember my grandmother picking up a flyswatter in a dime store (remember those) and beating my ass around in a circle. I must have been five at the time. I'm sure everyone in the store felt I deserved every lick and no one called the authorities.
As a child growing up in the early 50's being well behaved was just a normal way of life... There were no other options. In my case being well behaved resulted in an abundant amount of time to just be a kid...... That transferred over to my own children.
Different environments require different behavior.... Something that has gotten lost in America.
Different environments require different behavior.... Something that has gotten lost in America.
I went to a bar that had a smoking room separated from the dinner and family rooms just to get away from screaming, crying, running badly behaved children. And wouldn't you just know it,,, several young families came in and wanted the sports turned off and the smoking to stop. All the time while their kids were on the tables below the tables and fighting with each other. We finished what we ordered and resolved to find some other place. I'm glad my children grew up and moved out. I like them much better now that I don't have to listen to the BS or live with them.
