Bad ass whoopings?

[DON SVO]

I got caught by my mother after my cousin and I had the great idea to go unscrewing C7 Christmas light bulbs from the neighbor's house and throwing them onto the roofs of random neighbor's homes. A neighbor saw us doing it and smartly went right to my house and told my mother. my mom wore me out and curtly said, "wait til your father and YOUR father (to my cousin) get back." When my dad got home I got rounded out again and my cousin (who admitted to being the instigator) got his from his dad behind a closed door. That was a rough and sore Christmas weekend.

[dumpycapri85]

Holly shizzz I could write a novel on this subject but the most painful one I would say was when my dad fount the plastic fly swatter I had been sticking in the furnace and lighting off the pilot light . The handle end was all burnt and melted and he swatted my bare ass with it about 15 times . That thing was very springy and welted me up good .

[LaserSVT]

My grandmother went to beat me once while making dinner. She was in socks and the floor was freshly waxed. I laughed as she flew in the air and landed on the ground. She threw the knife in her hand at me. Fortunately just the handle hit me. I ran as she looked for another one.

One time I left some shoes in the garage and was told to get them. I thought I got them all but missed a pair. That got me a smack that knocked out a tooth and then a kick to the gut while on the ground. That prompted my wolf hybrid to charge and knock down my dad and just clamped my fathers arm enough in his mouth to let him know if the dog wished he could remove that arm. Never did get hit again and surprisingly enough my father never did anything to the dog. Miss that dog.

My mother once threw a pan at me that knocked me clean out after I pinned her diesel dyke girlfriend against the garage wall with her 84 Mustang GT verts front bumper and just left the car in drive and walked away.

[Scott Mc]

Holy fucking shit Laser! My dad traced out his racquetball racket on one inch plywood, painted it black and would throttle me every now and then. I called it Darth Vader lol. The worst whipping I received was when I was 17, layed out on the couch watching tv. My parents were going through a divorce and my mother was trying to stick my 11 year younger brother in my old hand me downs. She kept asking me if the clothes would be ok for him to wear, I kept replying with no mom, that is inappropriate, those clothes are out of style. My father was in the kitchen doing dishes (was an awkward month), well I finally lost my temper and after the umpteenth time I yelled, "Quit being a stupid cheap bitch! You are going to humiliate him!" Well my dad was currently drying a coffee mug which he hurled and hit me in the back of the head (he defended my mom for years after the divorce even though it was her fault), I turned around and replied with," Well FUCK you too!". I learned how fast my old man my old man could run and pommel that day lol. After several hits to the face I peeled my old man off me and I Jackie Channed my ass up the creek wall in the back yard to get away and I taunted him fully knowing he couldn't get to me. That day has never been spoken of since lol

[Shockeruti]

Wasn't really an ass beating persay... but fuck it sucked.

In 5-6th grade I was being bullied by a 8th grader at the bus stop. So I decided to check out a book or 7 from the library and put them in my backpack. The next morning when the kid decided to push me I promptly swung my bag like a cloth wrecking ball. Knocking his fat ass out. Ran home as fast as I could (with what felt like 50 lbs of books on my back) and hid in my room.

Couple hours later the kids mom came over and started her bitch-fest. My mom asked me if I did it wich, like every other little kid said "he'll no, Idk what happened". She then made me go get my backpack and she saw the books.

Proceeded to whoop my ass wildly, then shoved a bar of soap in my mouth for lieing to her. When she pulled the bar out my 2 front teeth (that had been loose for a week) came out with it. Talk about a shitty day...

[SS Junk]

My older brother and I were shooting each other with BB guns when I hit him just below the eye. He decided to tell my grandfather so I promptly got the butt stock of the BB gun to the forehead and then kicked in the ribs with pointed boots. Brother was punted in the ribs as well for trying to defend me. Hurt to breathe for a little bit after that.

[564826]

My fathers belt worked pretty well.

[YALE]

My older brother and I were shooting each other with BB guns when I hit him just below the eye. He decided to tell my grandfather so I promptly got the butt stock of the BB gun to the forehead and then kicked in the ribs with pointed boots. Brother was punted in the ribs as well for trying to defend me. Hurt to breathe for a little bit after that.

That is some straight up child abuse, dude.

I've had my share of spankings, and had to cut my own switch, a time or two, but the one that stands out is my grandfather putting me through the wood panelling for calling him a dummy.

[turboford]

That is some straight up child abuse, dude.

I've had my share of spankings, and had to cut my own switch, a time or two, but the one that stands out is my grandfather putting me through the wood panelling for calling him a dummy.

For some of us that was accepted punishment in our area.

[SS Junk]

Meh, he only ever went hands on once. It was in the 70's so I'm not sure it would've even qualified as abuse.
After that we never crossed him again.

[likeitfast55]

My mom was the queen of backhand slaps across the face. One day I overheard her telling her friend how much it hurt her to slap me like that, and she had bruising on the back side of her hand.........................it was fucking on after that. Every chance I had............ smart ass answer, to a slap in the face, to another smart ass remark........backhand across the face, to yet another smart ass remark. It seemed because it hurt her to slap me, I enjoyed the pain!
Well it did not take long for my mom to graduate to utensils for said discipline. Wood spoons, spatulas, leather belts, etc.........

Then there was dad, my dad was a boxer when he was younger and boxed for the Air Force when he was older. 1 small bad ass fucker. He scared the shit out of me even though I was twice his size and strength. He ruled by intimidation...........and was good at it. I got my ass beat by my parents weekly when I was younger. I prolly deserved it.

[ceyko]

For some of us that was accepted punishment in our area.

Being older too (used to do BB gun fights too) - with "guns" involved, it seems deserved.

[Juiced4v]

I remember getting my ass whooped for putting my dads old mustang in neutral and releasing the E brake while he was about to make a deal and sell it...lol fak that was bad. It rolled and hit a tree lol! My dad then picked me up from my hair and whooped me until he was tired. I was 9 at the time.

He ended up selling the car for like $300 less.

I'm lmao right now...

[Cooter]

there was this old black man in my neighborhood named Justin Lackey... He used to beat the shit out of this little psychopath kid that lived down the road

[jw33]

My dad took my ear and he put it to a stove and burnt it off.