lokie
Well-Known Member
I don't think I know Susie.
I don't think I know Susie.
I like the song hurricane. It wouldn't sound out of place on the radio today.I swear I hate Bob Dylan
Really? My mom was the one you had to watch out for. I had my dad wrapped around my finger.
I can still hear the belt whizzing through the loops right before Whack!
You didn't play them against each other? If mom said no I'd tell my dad she said ask your father.Mom was also no nonsense. NO did not equate to "Ask again later".
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LOL same here, run for it!I can still hear the belt whizzing through the loops right before Whack!
Mine was the threat to send me to military school, or to live with my real father. Both scary thoughts.I always got I'll give you something to cry about.
I knew it was a hollow threat!
My little sisters favorite, or "he's kicking me". Both were good for a smack.He’s touching me!!!
Dad went so far as to tour some military schools with me along, he chickened out when he found out how much it would cost lolMine was the threat to send me to military school, or to live with my real father. Both scary thoughts.
Oh, no. Running only made it worse. Occasionally, we got to pick our own switch off the tree, which was its own torment. Too thin was too much of a whip, but too thick was no fun, either.LOL same here, run for it!
Ye olde Training Tv!