most hated punishment...
When you were a kid or if you are one now, what punishment did/do you hate most from your parents?
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WillaKissing · 56-60
Being Grounded! It pissed me off the most, because my parents held strictly to it, and it always started with one 7 days at a time.
I had a younger brother that was a pain in my ass too. I beat him up regularly and I got grounded a week at a time for it along with a long list of chores! We lived in the country and our property was on a large long curve in the road with a gravel road way! So anyways I would get mad and beat the younger brother; get grounded and he would ride his bike taunting me around the curve as I was doing the yard work ( Usually mowing the entire 2.5 acres around the home with a push mower, and then having to rake it all up. This took a lot of the time up at least two days worth sun up till dark ). Any way on day two I was raking mid day, and here goes my pain in the Ass younger brother by on his bicycle taunting me with every pass by as I was working close to the road. I noticed just before his seventh drive by a football laying in the clippings close to where I was racking the grass. I just wanted to hit him in the head with it; not thinking it would wipe him out or anything; I just wanted to hit him to shut him up! So I picked up the football and ran and threw it at his head as he passed by pedaling his three speed bike on the gravel curve as fast as he could bent over the front wheel of his bike ass in the air pedaling for his life! The football struck his front wheel taking out the spokes and sending him crashing down into the gravel road. I was temporarily pleased and delighted because his mouth was now shut and full of dust and gravel from the road. Then he got up after crying all bloody on his knees and elbows from the gravel roadway and ran to the house! Best damn month afterwards that I spent cutting, mowing, racking, waxing, washing, and what ever other chore was dreamed up! Because the younger brother learned not to taunt me during this time period ( Maybe just because of the gravel a stitches from his bike ACCIDENT as I call it, and his long recovery period ). Lessons learned by us both. He shut his mouth and I did not hurt him!
Just call it crime and punishment! I did, and the parents did so too!
I had a younger brother that was a pain in my ass too. I beat him up regularly and I got grounded a week at a time for it along with a long list of chores! We lived in the country and our property was on a large long curve in the road with a gravel road way! So anyways I would get mad and beat the younger brother; get grounded and he would ride his bike taunting me around the curve as I was doing the yard work ( Usually mowing the entire 2.5 acres around the home with a push mower, and then having to rake it all up. This took a lot of the time up at least two days worth sun up till dark ). Any way on day two I was raking mid day, and here goes my pain in the Ass younger brother by on his bicycle taunting me with every pass by as I was working close to the road. I noticed just before his seventh drive by a football laying in the clippings close to where I was racking the grass. I just wanted to hit him in the head with it; not thinking it would wipe him out or anything; I just wanted to hit him to shut him up! So I picked up the football and ran and threw it at his head as he passed by pedaling his three speed bike on the gravel curve as fast as he could bent over the front wheel of his bike ass in the air pedaling for his life! The football struck his front wheel taking out the spokes and sending him crashing down into the gravel road. I was temporarily pleased and delighted because his mouth was now shut and full of dust and gravel from the road. Then he got up after crying all bloody on his knees and elbows from the gravel roadway and ran to the house! Best damn month afterwards that I spent cutting, mowing, racking, waxing, washing, and what ever other chore was dreamed up! Because the younger brother learned not to taunt me during this time period ( Maybe just because of the gravel a stitches from his bike ACCIDENT as I call it, and his long recovery period ). Lessons learned by us both. He shut his mouth and I did not hurt him!
Just call it crime and punishment! I did, and the parents did so too!
