I feared what my dad would do way before I worried about law enforcement...
That's what is missing today..
Eagler
Feared Dad? You mean to say you were still conscious when he got home from work?

You guys can call me "The Wooden Spoon Destroyer"

Mom WAS NOT the wait till we get home, till we get back to the car or take me to the restroom kind of woman. I remember her taking the strap off of her purse to whip my arse, right in the middle of JC Penny at West Town Mall, Knoxville, TN August 7, 1977 6:45pm Cant remember why however

I WOKE UP!!!! Obviously, but still....

Dad was just the icing on that CAKE(arse in today's nomenclature).

#Leathercouchphobia #Leatherbeltphobia #Woodenkitchenwarephobia
