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I've cut a switch or two, myself! Ha.

At the very least, it will teach you how to wake up in the morning and be on time for work. :drink:

Same here. Youth is wasted on the young!

Oh, and they retired my ship (Enterprise) yesterday. Off to the scrape yard with it. I sure was hoping to maybe see it again, one last time.

When I was in, I wanted to be on a SEAL team, but was turned down because of my eyesight. To this day I wonder how different my life would have been had they accepted me.

My dad wised up and stopped whupping us. Instead, the punishment would be some kind of extra chore. Scrubbing baseboards was one of his favs. I'd rather take an asswhupping and just get it over!

I can't see how wooden spoons would do anything, unless on the knuckles. I remember a teacher in the 5th grade who'd use a ruler to do that.

My Mom never was the disciplinarian, always my pops.

Me and my 'lil bro never got a whupping we didn't deserve. Ha.

I never got a whupping that I didn't deserve.

And we needed it, ha!

Hell, he used to beat us with his belt when we needed it.

On my 16th birthday, upon my request, my dad dropped me off outside of town so I could hitchhike to New Orleans to see a friend. My birthday present was a 20 dollar bill. Can you imagine doing that today??? FTR, I had a Great Adventure. :rockon:

After my lil bro was thrown into a ditch while my dad was taking a tight curve, he actually installed homemade seatbelts in that old car. This was probably around '61, '62, WAY before seatbelts. Ha. I haven't thought about that in decades. Ha.

I remember running after the mosquito truck and bathing in the toxic cloud. <iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zyAGE8Y7ojc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe>