How to deal with rude kids

Post by **AdmiralKanos** » 2003-02-23 01:36am

Darth Yoshi wrote:I recommend a feather duster for spanking at home. I'm talking about the ones with a thin bamboo handle, which you can find in the nearest convenient Chinatown. My mom used to spank me with one of those, very painful, especially since all the pressure was concentrated into one strip. It also makes a nifty swoosh sound when you swing it.

I'm strongly opposed to the use of any instrument for a spanking. If you aren't using your bare hand, then you can dish it out but you can't take it. Only a fucking pussy would spank his own kid and be such a worthless pussy that he can't handle the stinging sensation in the palm of his hand.

Joe · Post by **Joe** » 2003-02-23 01:38am

AdmiralKanos wrote:
Darth Yoshi wrote:I recommend a feather duster for spanking at home. I'm talking about the ones with a thin bamboo handle, which you can find in the nearest convenient Chinatown. My mom used to spank me with one of those, very painful, especially since all the pressure was concentrated into one strip. It also makes a nifty swoosh sound when you swing it.
I'm strongly opposed to the use of any instrument for a spanking. If you aren't using your bare hand, then you can dish it out but you can't take it. Only a fucking pussy would spank his own kid and be such a worthless pussy that he can't handle the stinging sensation in the palm of his hand.

A belt is slightly more painful, but more importantly more intimidating than the hand.

Post by **AdmiralKanos** » 2003-02-23 01:45am

Durran Korr wrote:A belt is slightly more painful, but more importantly more intimidating than the hand.

It disconnects any sensation of pain from the parent, so you have no real grasp of how much pain you're inflicting on the child. That alone is good enough reason not to use it. Moreover, if you don't think you can sufficiently intimidate a small child with just your hand, then maybe you have a problem.

Post by **Gandalf** » 2003-02-24 03:47am

My parents only ever hit me once, and since then the threat alone worked. When I was about 12 they realised how much a verbal scalding works. Now I've never been called for rude bahaviour or anything like that.

XPViking · Post by **XPViking** » 2003-02-24 05:43pm

After a couple spankings, all my Dad had to do was give me a glare. The strange thing is that when he was doing that, he wouldn't blink. It was eerie.

XPViking

RedImperator · Post by **RedImperator** » 2003-02-24 07:28pm

My mom kept Tupperware spatulas in every room in the house. I can never remember her actually using them, though. Usually just feinting towards them would be enough to keep me in line.

I acted up in public once. According to my mom, she warned me twice that if I didn't stop, I was going to get a spanking--even if I was good for the rest of the time we were in the store. I didn't listen, and finally, she said, "THat's it, I don't care how good you are for the rest of the time, when we get to the car, you're getting a spanking." She wasn't bluffing. That was the last time I acted like a little bastard in public. As for really acting up, running around, screaming, throwing a temper tantrum and the like, neither I nor my sister ever did that. We knew what would happen if we did.

Grand Admiral Thrawn · Post by **Grand Admiral Thrawn** » 2003-02-24 08:34pm

Kill yourself. You're a complete failure as a parent and a human being for raising such a horrible kid. Make sure the kid is at least sterilized so your genes don't get passed on.

Lord Poe · Post by **Lord Poe** » 2003-02-25 12:09am

I'm not much of a parent. I told my nephew if he didn't stop acting up, I'd put him in the dark closet for an hour. He hated the dark, so he gave me no further problems. Now he's 16 and as tall as I am....

Defiant · Post by **Defiant** » 2003-02-25 07:28am

My parents put the fear of God in me. I knew if I got out of line, that was my ass. I only really got spanked about 3 times. Once I got old enough to shrug off the spankings, my parents quickly learned how to figuratively hit me where it hurt:

Mom: "You're grounded for two weeks. No TV, no playing outside, no comic books, no friends coming over, no Atari, no nothing."

Me: "But Mom, I-"

Mom: "You realize that standing here in my face and arguing with me is only making me madder and your punishment longer. You're now grounded for three weeks. Want to make it a month?"

Me: I wisely remain silent.

And my parents made sure I served the entire length of my sentence.