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I swear I hate teens.....

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When my daughter went through that mouthy pre-teen stage, we were in a store, she was obliviously blocking an aisle where an older lady wanted to get through.
To get her attention, i lightly backhand slapped her arm.
She turned and said " I could have you arrested for child abuse, you know".
I quietly responded, "yes, and possibly I would spend some time in jail. But eventually I would get out, and what do you think would happen to you then?"
She never made that threat again.
Carlos Mencia has a sketch about that. One day as a kid he told his mom " I should call child services on you guys." Then she said " Hey pentejo, call 911 too and tell them to bring an ambulance to get the little dead Mexican out of my house ."
 
Sub'd for Momma azz whippin :whip:
None of my own but have raised several neighborhood kids. So no advise on that. But when I was about the same height as my Mom I decided I could say what I wanted(and Pops was OTR truckin) .I no sooner got vowels out of my mouth and she right hooked my ass like lightning fast. Friday night when Pops got home I got the king of the house spiel "and when I'm away your Mom is king" then he beat the holy **** out of me.
 
I was never a arrogant or smart ass kid. I just misbehaved. My mom was a terror when it came to beatings. She got pissed and then beat me like nothing you have ever seen or heard of. Used to do it with a thick base switch with a whip like end. It left welts on my butt and legs and lower back. It was awful. I used to scream at God and ask how could she do this to me.

When I got in my early teens she started to just smack me wherever she wanted. My mom used to smack me in the head when I was 15-16. Punch me in the mouth and everywhere else on my head. I took it too. Then after I started taking Martial Arts she went to slap me across the face and my body just reacted. I blocked the smack and then she really got pissed off because she was going to smack me hard and it hurt her arm. Well she reached back about 4 foot behind her to re-administer the smack. My body just reacted again. Oh my word was she pissed! She was holding her are because it must have really hurt her arm. After that she never hit me again. They woman had best me like a red headed step child. That all stopped that day. I wasnt trying to be a smart ass about it, my reflexes just reacted. I can tell you that day was a joyous occasion because that was the last day of the slave like beatings I used to get.

One thing I promised myself was I would never beat my children like that and never did. I was golden with those children and my wife once said I was the best father she had ever seen. It still didn't help when they got in their upper teens. Teens will be teens! In one way or the other. Moral of the story is once kids get to a certain age they are going to be who they are. They are all together a different person with their own personalities. They have choices to make and the way they were raised sometimes has no bearing on how they will act.
 
Teens are tough, but even more so when they're girls! I'm glad I have boys. They have always been well behaved and respectful(coming from their teachers, church, friends parents, etc) but they tried to press their mother and I once and we nipped it in the bud pretty quick and they realized we weren't playing.
 
I was never a arrogant or smart ass kid. I just misbehaved. My mom was a terror when it came to beatings. She got pissed and then beat me like nothing you have ever seen or heard of. Used to do it with a thick base switch with a whip like end. It left welts on my butt and legs and lower back. It was awful. I used to scream at God and ask how could she do this to me.

When I got in my early teens she started to just smack me wherever she wanted. My mom used to smack me in the head when I was 15-16. Punch me in the mouth and everywhere else on my head. I took it too. Then after I started taking Martial Arts she went to slap me across the face and my body just reacted. I blocked the smack and then she really got pissed off because she was going to smack me hard and it hurt her arm. Well she reached back about 4 foot behind her to re-administer the smack. My body just reacted again. Oh my word was she pissed! She was holding her are because it must have really hurt her arm. After that she never hit me again. They woman had best me like a red headed step child. That all stopped that day. I wasnt trying to be a smart ass about it, my reflexes just reacted. I can tell you that day was a joyous occasion because that was the last day of the slave like beatings I used to get.

One thing I promised myself was I would never beat my children like that and never did. I was golden with those children and my wife once said I was the best father she had ever seen. It still didn't help when they got in their upper teens. Teens will be teens! In one way or the other. Moral of the story is once kids get to a certain age they are going to be who they are. They are all together a different person with their own personalities. They have choices to make and the way they were raised sometimes has no bearing on how they will act.
I always suspected you were the lead singer for disturbed.
 
Well, you guys think you have it bad. I am 78 years old and every day I go through the same thing I’m trying to have my coffee eat something and I have I just won’t leave me alone. I’m trying to read outdoor trader and she keeps bugging me and bugging me and bugging me. But I put up with it?
 

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