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Originally Posted by Not_Judy
That picture of that kid was my facebook profile pic for the longest time. I used to get a ton of hate mail via fb msgr. 
This kid got off easy. I once got a spanking with a shovel....funny that I can't remember what the spanking was for, but I sure as hell remember that shovel. |
Yep, fun times growing up. We took my cousin in when his parents died and he didn't come from a home where he got disciplined at all. He was not in good shape when he came to us, in a variety of ways, but he was also fat.
Anyhow, one day he'd done something that just drove my mom off the deep end and she took a skillet / pot and lit out after him. And I gotta hand it to my cousin, for a fat kid, he was flying through the house, just literally flying. I'm not even convinced his feet were touching the floor. Man, if she had gotten a hold of him before he managed to make it out the door...
Anyway, he shaped up after a few years.
But I also remember, my parents used to spank us with this long, decently heavy wooden spoon. It was the go to implement for spanking. And while it may have come with it, I'm sort of convinced my parents carved this little V notch at the very tip of the spoon, because every time you got spanked, that stupid little V would trap a small portion of your bare ass on every spank and pinch it real good on the way back.
They called it the spoon bite. It sucked.