re: Anyone here have to physically whip your father's arse?

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My dad would smack me around

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You're Goddamned right he would. And don't you forget it either.

Pop is 62 and would still beat my arse. He is an inch shorter, but has 60 lbs on me. Plus that old man strength.

Not my dad. Last winter my mom had a bad reaction to tamiflu and had a psychotic episode. She's sweet and kind, has never said a mean word to anyone. I'm a foot taller than she is and outweigh her nearly a hundred pounds, and it was all I could do to restrain her and get her to the ER, with help from other family members. In the ER it took four nurses to hold her down. I had claw marks all up and down my arms.

24 hours later, she was fine, and has had no more problems. Fortunately, she has no recollection of anything that happened. It was one of the most traumatic things I've ever experienced. I'll never take tamiflu.

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So basically, every dude on the OT's dad is a complete badass.

OT gonna OT.

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Yep, so far we've got pro football playing dad, golden gloves Korean War vet dad and body guard dad. Am I missing anyone?

I'm thinking the opposite. I'll be 51 when my son is 16, I worry he might be able to kick my arse by then. He's taking Karate with a bit of Jiujitsu and I'm getting old.

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apparently the only thing more badass than an OTer is an OTer's dad

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I know, right? We've got karate master, golden glove winning, 6'4" 240# chiseled chunks of badass muscle spitting out little OT babies. I'm most impressed by the leg sweep story. I'm picturing you as Johnny from Karate kid and you father as the Cobra kai sensei. And that's not meant to make fun. That's the ultimate father son relationship. F*ck Mr. Myagi and his pussy parenting style. Johnny wins in real life.

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Tiger Ryno

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STFU jackass

Here comes another to add to the pile:

My dad was Airborne from the Pacific theater. So throw that in the hopper.

He projected old man strong.

I don't have any beating or fighting with him stories, he was pretty chill.

He did apologize to me on his deathbed that he never took me or taught me to hunt. He explained that once he'd had to hunt people that it forever ruined the sport of hunting for him.

I told him that was OK, that I liked hunting OT 9s better. (In so many words)

Never, although I wanted to a couple times.

Dad is 6' and about 185 pounds of solid muscle. Naval Officer until he retired a year ago. Two tours in the Middle East following a year at the Pentagon post 9/11. Trained with Seals, graduated flight school (never flew actively), Marksman in all weapon classes and one of the most intimidating people i've ever met. He had been instructing an EOD squad on the west coast for the past few years.

He told me once that there are certain things about his military career he cannot yet share with me and some he never will. This was told to me the only time I have ever seen him cry, the night he and my mom finally called it quits.

My friends, to this day, are convinced he is an assassin. I've been inclined to believe it myself from time to time.