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re: Kids of the 70's and 80's..Did your dad whip you with a belt back in the day...?
Posted on 7/17/22 at 10:04 am to Hangover Haven
Posted on 7/17/22 at 10:04 am to Hangover Haven
My mom mostly had those duties since she was a stay at home mom. It was a small brown leather belt that was kept in a drawer in the kitchen, and it permanently retained “whipping shape”. Usually the threat of “go get the belt” was enough.
Posted on 7/17/22 at 10:17 am to Hangover Haven
1971...Yes, my brother I did get belt whippings occasionally, all deserved.
My father was a Millitary brat (my grandfather was a fighter pilot in WW2) and went to Airforce Academy, got medically discharged, went to GATech engineering. so we're made to do push-ups, little green chair (sometimes had to hold his cadet riffle out counting backwards) and the dreaded nose in corner.
Mom did occasionally. Once with our whiffle ball bat, that shite hurt the back of legs.
My father was a Millitary brat (my grandfather was a fighter pilot in WW2) and went to Airforce Academy, got medically discharged, went to GATech engineering. so we're made to do push-ups, little green chair (sometimes had to hold his cadet riffle out counting backwards) and the dreaded nose in corner.
Mom did occasionally. Once with our whiffle ball bat, that shite hurt the back of legs.
Posted on 7/17/22 at 10:31 am to spacewrangler
The worst spankings were those thin wooden paint stirrers. That shite stung like a motherfricker.
The best was my dad used to use a yard stick. And it never really hurt because it was so long and flexible. So I’d embellish the pain and walk away smiling. Well one time it broke and I (somehow) managed the balls to laugh at him because he broke it and couldn’t use it anymore. Well the joke was on me because he just used one of the broken halves of it, and it hurt like a motherfricker.
Ah, to go back to those times and be young and stupid again.
The best was my dad used to use a yard stick. And it never really hurt because it was so long and flexible. So I’d embellish the pain and walk away smiling. Well one time it broke and I (somehow) managed the balls to laugh at him because he broke it and couldn’t use it anymore. Well the joke was on me because he just used one of the broken halves of it, and it hurt like a motherfricker.
Ah, to go back to those times and be young and stupid again.

This post was edited on 7/18/22 at 8:14 am
Posted on 7/17/22 at 10:32 am to Hangover Haven
What is this belt out of the loops thing y'all speak of? My brother and I got that arse torn up with a big western belt that I never saw my old man wear once. It had a special hook it hung on in his closet.
Posted on 7/17/22 at 10:41 am to Hangover Haven
with my dad you got an arse beating when you broke his golden rule: don't inconvenience me ever. With Mom, we deserved it.
Posted on 7/17/22 at 10:47 am to Hangover Haven
my brothers and i used to compare welts on the backs of our legs. ran in many a circle growing up. got them at school, too. well, the paddles. found out they were more loud than painful.
something today’s society sorely needs.
something today’s society sorely needs.
Posted on 7/17/22 at 10:58 am to Hangover Haven
My dad’s weapon of choice brought both physical and psychological pain. It was 6 of those white nylon balloon sticks duct taped together. He took something that brought me and my sister joy and turned them into something that gave us fear and dread. I deserved every whipping I got though.
Posted on 7/17/22 at 11:03 am to Hangover Haven
Got my arse whipped fairly regularly. During the summer we were home alone all day and my little sister would call my dad at work and tell on me. He'd tell me that was my arse when he got home. I'd put on like 10 pair of underwear at 5pm in anticipation of my arse whipping 

Posted on 7/17/22 at 11:05 am to Hangover Haven
With everything and anything within reach. I deserved most of them looking back and thankful I got them for the lessons it taught me
Posted on 7/17/22 at 11:08 am to Hangover Haven
Once.
I think that was the point.
I have a decent enough level of intellect to be better after that.
I think that was the point.
I have a decent enough level of intellect to be better after that.
Posted on 7/17/22 at 11:10 am to Hangover Haven
Dad used his hand. The man would just playing around smack me and knock 5-10 feet back/sideways. He was solid, didn't realize his power and I didn't test it very much.
Love and miss you Dad
Love and miss you Dad
Posted on 7/17/22 at 11:26 am to Festus
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That being said, if given the choice, I chose the whipping. Dad’s lectures sometimes went past an hour and made no sense.

Posted on 7/17/22 at 11:29 am to Hangover Haven
Dad was usually off working so me and my sisters didn’t get it too often from him. Now my mom on the other hand knew how to swing that belt. She wasn’t a believer of “just wait till your dad gets home”. Lol. She handled her business right there.
Posted on 7/17/22 at 11:33 am to Hangover Haven
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Did your dad whip you with a belt back in the day...?
Mom, too. Annd it worked.
Posted on 7/17/22 at 11:34 am to Hangover Haven
I was just talking to someone the other day about how common it was to see some kid getting his arse spanked at the grocery store. I would say an average of 3 per trip. It served as a reminder to not get out of line and was also kind of amusing to observe when you knew a kid was about to cross that line and meet the business end of a belt. My mom used a flyswatter handle.
Posted on 7/17/22 at 11:41 am to FlagLake
Mom usually took care of the spanking until myself and my twin bro were bigger than her. She knew when a little smirk would happen when she was giving us a spanking. Things after that were handled by Dad so when dad got home from work we knew the arse whooping was about to commence. We could hear mom in the living room giving Dad the details about the situation then he would walk to the spare bedroom and call us in one at a time. As I waited for my arse beat down I could hear the carnage in the bedroom when the sound stopped my twin brother walked out with eyes puffy red and tears flowing then my name was called an pain ensued for about 10-20 sec. Let’s just say that belt hitting arse cheeks didn’t feel good.
As others have mentioned we deserved everything we got except for a belt on the upper leg or lower back from flopping like a fish during the arse whoopin.

As others have mentioned we deserved everything we got except for a belt on the upper leg or lower back from flopping like a fish during the arse whoopin.
Posted on 7/17/22 at 11:44 am to Hangover Haven
Dad spanked me with a belt or hand. Mom spanked me with whatever was near. Fly swatter, wooden spoon, frying pan, etc.
Posted on 7/17/22 at 11:46 am to Hangover Haven
I usually got a hot iron or cigar to the forearm.
But I totally deserved it.
But I totally deserved it.
Posted on 7/17/22 at 11:49 am to Rebel
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usually got a hot iron or cigar to the forearm
Totally explains why you live in the Memphis area now.

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