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I agree with Slick. Bringing a kid into a store is a huge can of worms. First you have to watch your kids like a hawk because of the freaks who want to snatch them. Then kids want this and want that, and sometimes you have to say no.
My father used to beat the shit out me - with his leather belt. It wasn't something he enjoyed, but something that was needed. I was a little shit. When there was a problem he would come home from work, calmly address the issue with me, and told me I was getting a spanking after dinner. And sure enough, after dinner he would put me across his knees and spank me with his belt.
I turned out okay.
Once I mouthed off to my mother and she decked me. I must have been about thirteen years old and a foot taller than her. What the fuck do you do? Hit your mother?
I have a daughter that's about to be three years old. Once she gave me flak and I smacked her bottom - nice and hard. She hasn't given me shit since then. I hope I don't ahve to do it again.
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“The choice is no longer between right or left. The choice is between normal and crazy.”
- Sarah Huckabee Sanders
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