The picture of a lesson learned....

[Gary in Pennsylvania]

Ha Ha! Looks like my son Miles learned himself a lesson!



Here's the culprit (blowing candles out at Old Country Buffet)



He just turned 3 years old - and of the 4 kids....he's the one who still wants to taste stuff.

Worry not ye keen, cautious, parent folk out there - we keep all the bad stuff locked away.

Hell - there are some PAFOA members here that may have been FORCED to eat this stuff as a child for certain language infractions! Anyone care to admit it?

[epfreak64]

I cant rember how much of that stuff my mother made me eat.untill she figure out i like it good ol dail soap

[bdevil73]

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[4XLT]

man, i remember too many times leaning over the sink having it ramed in my mouth, and she would wet it first !!

[lildobe]

Wow... am I the only one who's mother didn't punish for using profanity - rather instructed on the proper and appropriate use thereof?

[Siobhra]

My Mother would act like I broke her heart. Like I had just let her down.

It hurt more.

[Damage control]

Huh I used to get liquid dawn for back talking. That shit is nasty. I also remember getting a shoe thrown at me and then being made to bring it back.




DC

[Buckmark.35]

ROFL. My mom used the soap. She also accidentally bloodied my nose once. I tossed a sega controller and yelled the F word. She stormed in and tried to smack my mouth, but I moved and she caught me in the nose. She felt terrible for the most part. Her apology was "I'm sorry I busted your nose, but you shouldn't swear" I never let her live it down.

EDIT: She didn't really break my nose. She punished me, but was never abusive.

[D-FENS]

I ate my share of Where's Waldo soap. I think I ate more than I used (no surprise to anyone that knows me).

That wasn't even for saying bad words. That was for saying words "close" to bad words. Like shucks!, heck!, "H-E-Double-Hockey-Sticks", Fudge!, Shoot!, etc.

[danp]

Wow... am I the only one who's mother didn't punish for using profanity - rather instructed on the proper and appropriate use thereof?

I learned most of my early profanity and dirty jokes from my mother.

I was also allowed to draw on the windows and the bottom of our kitchen table.

My mother was a hippie at heart. God bless her for realizing the difference between a kid being a kid and truly bad behavior.

I had the greatest childhood.