Spinoff: What did you do that made your parents beat you?

[TonyDubbz]

Things I got whooped/beat for:

Taking my shoes off without untying them. Pops also used to throw them in the trash and make me clean them if they weren't untied.

Not making my bed which also resulted in making me sleep on the floor.

Leaving a dirty dish in the sink. Usually would get woken up getting whooped and having to re-wash every dish in the kitchen.

Buying my first rap CD. Lol, pops took a hammer to it and it didn't break. I've been musically turned out ever since...

But the worse whooping is the one I truly didn't deserve. This bad ass lil girl had the same name as me and in 6th grade, my teacher told my parents I was the one cutting up. Beat with a garden hose in school.

Man fuck this shit, I woulda ran away.

A nigga woulda been in the neighbors garden like

 

[goldenja]

Knocking over a vase

havin' fun

wanting to be shit

uncle ruckus style

 

[blakfyahking]

way too much shit

basically lying and stealing.........but I outgrew the lying at an early age cause I loved just telling mofos I did some shit cause I was real defiant.........I had serious issues dealing with authority growing up

my favorite incident was when my teacher called my mom at her job cause I took a pocketknife to school and basically robbed 5 different kids for their lunch money and pencils (SMH haha)

sad part was I was in 3rd grade and they treated me like I was son of sam or some shit at the principal's office...........hoe ass lil niglets went and told the teacher on me that I had a knife and that I took their lunch money........got called to the principal's office and they actually considered expelling me

my argument to deny the allegations was that they were all free lunch niggaz, so how could I even rob a broke nigga with no money...........and I said it just like that..........of course that didn't go over well with the principal and eventually I just said fuck it, yeah I jacked they bitch ass cause they won't gon do shit with that money but waste it on state food anyways, plus they stupid so wtf them dumb ass kids gon do with them pencils anyways

in the end I had to call my mom from school and the teacher told her the deal......mom told them to put me on the phone......she told me straight up that she hoped somebody prayed for her that day cause she was gon go to jail when she got home and that she was def gon put fire to my ass

I'm a grown ass man now and I still got the scar on my left arm when she whooped my ass that day haha

 

[playboy buddy rose]

i took my fathers eldorado to meet up wit dis fly chick in brownsville w/o permission when i was 17....i came back home the next morning my pops was throwin ovas&undas like a young Tyson neva touched the el dawg again w/o askin ...

 

[BoldChild]

Most of the time

- Being too loud while playing.

- Refusal to go to church

- probably some other minor shit that I don't remember.

The one time I remember doing something that actually warranted a beating.

- Attempted to throw a chair at my uncle.

 

[reapin505]

My pops was a drunk so he didn't need a reason beat us.

I only got one spanking by my mother I remember, I think I broke something or stole something, this was when i was four or something so I can't remember.

I usually just had to mouth off or generally be a smart ass for my mom to hit me upside the head hard as all shit. Apparently I was a smart ass too much because even up to last year before my mom moved I flinched when ever she raised her. Which reminds me, one time my ex/girlfriend at the time was over at my house last year fucking, hangin out, all that cool shit. Well my mom knew we were but she didn't tell me and I didn't tell her so she would constantly text or call me into her room to interrupt. This time I went in her room with my shirt half off, panting and shit and my mom kept telling me to do shit or asking stupid questions. I made up some lie about what me and my girl were doing then proceeded to try and get back to the pussy that was awaiting me.

As I walked towards the door my mom asked "What [insert name here] doing, where is she?" I quickly said "Oh she's getting dressed." As the last word escaped my mouth I stopped dead in my tracks, stricken by fear. There was a pause that seemed like an age, then I heard my scream "What?!". I do believe one of her big ass shoes with heel that was made of stone or some shit flew past my head crashing into the door. I slowly turned around, my life flashing before my eyes; I saw me as a child playing with my gi joes and playing with a toy vacuum cleaner, I saw my terrible school years, I saw my first kiss. My mind tried telling me to run for it, she won't enter your room with a half naked girl in there, flee! But I couldn't, I finally turned to see my mother was right behind me to my horror. Now I must say I have never been afraid of my mother regardless of the fact she could have snatched the life right out of me several times in my life, I have gotten in her face whenever I felt she did me wrong. But this time, by the gods when I turned around I swear there was a chaotic aura around her and I couldn't make out if these were my final moments or what.

Suddenly a sharp slap to my side with a magazine and then another to the right of my rather large head knocked me out of my trance. I thought she was going to choke me next but she didn't. She had a half smile, half disappointment, half worried look on her face. I liked to think she was somewhat proud of me finally loosing my virginity. She yelled loud enough so my girl heard in the other room, "Are you using fucking condoms?!" I begrudgingly said yes, disappointing I had to use condoms still when the girl was on fucking birth control. My mother then proceeded to laugh/yell as her boyfriend on the phone tried telling her to calm down. My girl was scared shitless of my mother ever since

 

[englishdude]

Talking back.

Cussing out police officers who came to my house accusing me of a crime I didn't commit.

Being a smart ass.

Caught smoking.

Breaking into a community building and trying to torch it.

Cussing infront of parents.

Beating my little brother up.

Breaking my little brothers arm.

Holding drugs for mates with stricter parents.

Alot of shit lol.

 

[aneed123]

My mom used to make me pick the switches then pull the leaves off myself . Straight psych warfare lol. Then shewould braid em and wet them and tear my ass up lol

 

[2stepz_ahead]

Things I got whooped/beat for:

Taking my shoes off without untying them. Pops also used to throw them in the trash and make me clean them if they weren't untied.

Not making my bed which also resulted in making me sleep on the floor.

Leaving a dirty dish in the sink. Usually would get woken up getting whooped and having to re-wash every dish in the kitchen.

Buying my first rap CD. Lol, pops took a hammer to it and it didn't break. I've been musically turned out ever since...

But the worse whooping is the one I truly didn't deserve. This bad ass lil girl had the same name as me and in 6th grade, my teacher told my parents I was the one cutting up. Beat with a garden hose in school.

i will need to employ this tactic

 

[2stepz_ahead]

so what i gather from this thread is that most of us got beat for some shit that was just ignorant and rude and disrespectful.

and the thing is....kids dont just get like that over night. so imagine how long you musta been fukking up before they felt like it was time?

 

[VulcanRaven]

Talking rudely to moms, disrespecting adults, getting in trouble at school (got suspended a lot), going somewhere without telling my mother (thinking I got kidnapped) and playing with fire.

 

[Arya Tsaddiq]

Things I got whooped/beat for:

Taking my shoes off without untying them. Pops also used to throw them in the trash and make me clean them if they weren't untied.

Not making my bed which also resulted in making me sleep on the floor.

Leaving a dirty dish in the sink. Usually would get woken up getting whooped and having to re-wash every dish in the kitchen.

Buying my first rap CD. Lol, pops took a hammer to it and it didn't break. I've been musically turned out ever since...

But the worse whooping is the one I truly didn't deserve. This bad ass lil girl had the same name as me and in 6th grade, my teacher told my parents I was the one cutting up. Beat with a garden hose in school.

Man fuck this shit, I woulda ran away.

A nigga woulda been in the neighbors garden like

brrruuuhhhhh hahaha

 

[OmegaConflict]

My pops was a drunk so he didn't need a reason beat us.

I only got one spanking by my mother I remember, I think I broke something or stole something, this was when i was four or something so I can't remember.

I usually just had to mouth off or generally be a smart ass for my mom to hit me upside the head hard as all shit. Apparently I was a smart ass too much because even up to last year before my mom moved I flinched when ever she raised her. Which reminds me, one time my ex/girlfriend at the time was over at my house last year fucking, hangin out, all that cool shit. Well my mom knew we were but she didn't tell me and I didn't tell her so she would constantly text or call me into her room to interrupt. This time I went in her room with my shirt half off, panting and shit and my mom kept telling me to do shit or asking stupid questions. I made up some lie about what me and my girl were doing then proceeded to try and get back to the pussy that was awaiting me.

As I walked towards the door my mom asked "What [insert name here] doing, where is she?" I quickly said "Oh she's getting dressed." As the last word escaped my mouth I stopped dead in my tracks, stricken by fear. There was a pause that seemed like an age, then I heard my scream "What?!". I do believe one of her big ass shoes with heel that was made of stone or some shit flew past my head crashing into the door. I slowly turned around, my life flashing before my eyes; I saw me as a child playing with my gi joes and playing with a toy vacuum cleaner, I saw my terrible school years, I saw my first kiss. My mind tried telling me to run for it, she won't enter your room with a half naked girl in there, flee! But I couldn't, I finally turned to see my mother was right behind me to my horror. Now I must say I have never been afraid of my mother regardless of the fact she could have snatched the life right out of me several times in my life, I have gotten in her face whenever I felt she did me wrong. But this time, by the gods when I turned around I swear there was a chaotic aura around her and I couldn't make out if these were my final moments or what.

Suddenly a sharp slap to my side with a magazine and then another to the right of my rather large head knocked me out of my trance. I thought she was going to choke me next but she didn't. She had a half smile, half disappointment, half worried look on her face. I liked to think she was somewhat proud of me finally loosing my virginity. She yelled loud enough so my girl heard in the other room, "Are you using fucking condoms?!" I begrudgingly said yes, disappointing I had to use condoms still when the girl was on fucking birth control. My mother then proceeded to laugh/yell as her boyfriend on the phone tried telling her to calm down. My girl was scared shitless of my mother ever since

This Nigga...

has anyone read this crazy ass shit?