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I am simply pulling your chain to see of you bark...

I think he disappeared.

I suspect with the weather finally turning up there, he's jumping through his ass trying to get docks and boat hoists put back in before Memorial Day.

assateague wrote:I suspect with the weather finally turning up there, he's jumping through his ass trying to get docks and boat hoists put back in before Memorial Day.

That's probably a good theory. I was wondering where he had gone, tho.

Jr decided it was his time to shine as alpha dog in the house and he whooped daddy and grounded him from his phone.

I heard there was some sort of UFO sighting last week up around that area.
Wonder which type of space ship they used to haul him off in.
Just got a picture.
Something on the dash says second floor. I think he's working on them same stairs he was complaining about last month.

3legged_lab wrote:Jr decided it was his time to shine as alpha dog in the house and he whooped daddy and grounded him from his phone.

3legged_lab wrote:Jr decided it was his time to shine as alpha dog in the house and he whooped daddy and grounded him from his phone.

it'd be a helluva fight until Sr got hold of Jr's golden locks. And you know damn well that's happen

I have a friend who can vividly paint a picture with words the story about the time his dad handed him the thunder. Its shocking that he can even remember the story considering the outcome, but he tells it so well, I enjoy it every time I hear it.
His dad was only about 5'8" with a belly like a chinese Buddha, but it turns out there was a lot of muscle hidden under there. The best part is when he says "my dad got out of his truck, took his eye glasses of, and smashed them in one hand - I knew I was in trouble when he crushed a weeks pay...." Then he finishes with "I woke up in the parking lot and my mom was there".

Same happened to me when I was 13. I didn't bow up to him outta respect but told him I was too big for an ass whoo, and that was all I got out before I woke up laying in the back yard. Had a helluva shiner.

This thread brought back memories. Happened once when I was fourteen. I bowed up to my dad and he never said a word and hit me so hard I hit the ground. The only thing I remember after that was him standing over me and saying "We will never have this happen again" and it did'nt. I deserved what I received. To this day he refuses to talk about it. My brother still finds great humor in it, he had a front row seat

Blast & Cast wrote:This thread brought back memories. Happened once when I was fourteen. I bowed up to my dad and he never said a word and hit me so hard I hit the ground. The only thing I remember after that was him standing over me and saying "We will never have this happen again" and it did'nt. I deserved what I received. To this day he refuses to talk about it. My brother still finds great humor in it, he had a front row seat

And here and know you know you had it coming, but in todays pussified society your dad would be labeled as a criminal. What has the world come to when you can't beat some sense into a testosterone filled wanna-be man?

That last sentence is said partly in jest.

I remember being about 14 and deciding I was a big boy and I didn't think I needed any more "direction".

Boy was that stupid.

Dad knocked me down to my proper place on the food chain.

I never had a problem that needed knocking out of me you rebels.

sent from a phancy fone

Haven't heard from John in a few days. Hope all is well.

I lied.

You don't hope all is well?

Its safe to say he hurt or killed him.

Goldfish wrote:I never had a problem that needed knocking out of me you rebels.

sent from a phancy fone

Same here so far. Even tho I'm still a teen I haven't had any thing that would me knocking out.

obxbufflehead wrote:

Goldfish wrote:I never had a problem that needed knocking out of me you rebels.

sent from a phancy fone

Same here so far. Even tho I'm still a teen I haven't had any thing that would me knocking out.

Then you haven't lived.

It doesn't even have to be something all that "bad" to justify it. Just something the gives pops an opportunity to teach a young man that he doesn't know everything, and to remind him who is boss.

It's like letting your dog walk in front of you. If you let it continue to happen, he thinks he's the leader of the pack. Everyone needs to be reminded of their place at some point in time...

Goldfish wrote:I never had a problem that needed knocking out of me you rebels.

sent from a phancy fone

Me neither, but mom never had a problem painting my back porch red. To this day I wouldn't want to tangle with my old man.

Sent from a gnarly phone with a kickstand

I can tell some father-son battling stories that would make your hair stand on end.
Got my azz whipped many, many times. One day I stood up to him and before I even knew what was happening I had grabbed him around his throat, threw him down, snatched him in a headlock, and pounded his face in.

Once I came out of the fog and saw what I did, I ran away. That day...right then. Went to the cop-shop, talked to a counselor and got help.

He never touched me again.

aunt betty wrote:I can tell some father-son battling stories that would make your hair stand on end.
Got my azz whipped many, many times. One day I stood up to him and before I even knew what was happening I had grabbed him around his throat, threw him down, snatched him in a headlock, and pounded his face in.

Once I came out of the fog and saw what I did, I ran away. That day...right then. Went to the cop-shop, talked to a counselor and got help.

He never touched me again.

kind of disturbing

Redbeard wrote:

aunt betty wrote:I can tell some father-son battling stories that would make your hair stand on end.
Got my azz whipped many, many times. One day I stood up to him and before I even knew what was happening I had grabbed him around his throat, threw him down, snatched him in a headlock, and pounded his face in.

Once I came out of the fog and saw what I did, I ran away. That day...right then. Went to the cop-shop, talked to a counselor and got help.

He never touched me again.

kind of disturbing

I would never be able to wrestle my dad. He is 72 years old and can still probably whip me.

Tomkat wrote:

Redbeard wrote:

aunt betty wrote:I can tell some father-son battling stories that would make your hair stand on end.
Got my azz whipped many, many times. One day I stood up to him and before I even knew what was happening I had grabbed him around his throat, threw him down, snatched him in a headlock, and pounded his face in.

Once I came out of the fog and saw what I did, I ran away. That day...right then. Went to the cop-shop, talked to a counselor and got help.

He never touched me again.

kind of disturbing

I would never be able to wrestle my dad. He is 72 years old and can still probably whip me.

If he can't, he will play dirty... pull hair, punch balls, etc...

You don't have to be 72 to do that.

"The only person who ever claimed a fight wasn't fair is the guy who lost" -Me

assateague wrote:You don't have to be 72 to do that.

"The only person who ever claimed a fight wasn't fair is the guy who lost" -Me

Yeah, Dad played on the O line in high school football. 6'-3", and not one to piss around with anyone.

assateague wrote:You don't have to be 72 to do that.

"The only person who ever claimed a fight wasn't fair is the guy who lost" -Me

i hope that makes a text book someday, at your school "of man stuff for children"

assateague wrote:I suspect with the weather finally turning up there, he's jumping through his ass trying to get docks and boat hoists put back in before Memorial Day.

nail meet hammer...

Last year we didn't take jobs so we could have a balanced schedule, a few jobs went south and we starved. This year we said yes to every call we got, no problem, I said, sure we can have it done by June I said. Right now I have 8 active jobs starting two new ones next week and I only have 4 employees. Been busy enough I have had to 86 myself from the interwebs to stay focused

aunt betty wrote:I heard there was some sort of UFO sighting last week up around that area.
Wonder which type of space ship they used to haul him off in.
Just got a picture.
Something on the dash says second floor. I think he's working on them same stairs he was complaining about last month.

ha! Different job