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How were you disciplined as a child?

How were you disciplined?


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when I was little I got my ass spanked, when I got older my dad would just grab me by the back of the neck and squeeze until I dropped

he stopped once I was in high school and bigger than him

I remember once I got caught smoking weed and was grounded for over 6 months. Parents were strict as fuck. Didn't work :)
 
The details of my life are quite inconsequential... very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink. He would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy. The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament.

My childhood was typical. Summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds- pretty standard really. At the age of twelve I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum... it's breathtaking- I highly suggest you try it.
OMG. You could be my twin!
 
verbal and physical abuse from dad (spankings)
the verbal still cuts deep to this day

mom never did shit
I was baby jesus to her
 
My mom is not to be fucked with, she called me cause she got pulled over by the highway patrol and got into it with him accusing him of classism, racism, and everything she could think of, and he almost took her ass in, she even through her hands in his grill sayin I dont believe U, do it then. She called his bluff and wasn't taken in, but got over 200 in tickets. I grew up kinda spoiled.
I grew up learning how to develop stealth skills, when I did get busted, just accepted the interrogation, cause fighting back was suicide. But yeah, you would never know that el madre was so fierce, being 5 0 115 lbs, but she left like manny pacquiao, she almost dropped my older brother after he dropped the f bomb when I was young. Napoleonic Filipino women aint nothin to fuck with.
 
whippings, beatings, torture etc and to think, now we're older we actually have to pay someone good money for that kind of excitement
 
i got my ass whupped when i stepped out of line. . .quick, clean, simple, and (contrary to popular belief) non-violent correction for unacceptable bevahior. . .what could be better??
 
of course, everyone on EF grew up in abject poverty and got their ass beat every day by their parents and walked to school everyday in the snow uphill both ways and then grew up to all be model citizens with 12" cocks and $500K income and mansions and lambos and 5% BF.

Of Coarse
 
my mom smacked me a few times until i became old enough to hit back.
They weren't home a lot though. i know that sounds like a "woah is me" thing, but from the time I was 9 I was alone for most of the time. They either didn't come home, or came home after I was asleep and was still sleeping when I left for school. they went away on the weekends a lot.

So i didn't really get in trouble cause I didn't know where they were.
 
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