tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18665151.post114349586255085088..comments2023-05-23T01:17:04.466-07:00Comments on KPAT FM - The Pattyopolis Network: KPAT-FM's All Time Greatest SpankingsPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00885430735047957603noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18665151.post-1144365223557836302006-04-06T16:13:00.000-07:002006-04-06T16:13:00.000-07:00Wow - all of these stories bring back memories...a...Wow - all of these stories bring back memories...and I wasn't even really bad (really, I wasn't) The first one that comes to mind is when I was about 6. I went to the drugstore with my mom. While her head was turned, I put some candy in my pocket (don't ask me why - I still don't know WHY I did that) but anyway, I did. When we got out of the store, I said, 'Mommy, look what I have..." lookin' all proud. She marched me right back in the store and made me tell the man behind the counter what I did, apologize and then I think I had to tell the manager too. She not only made me embarrass myself, but I got a bad spanking when I got home too. The second one, I was in 6th grade and I had a friend come over, again, don't ask me why but we found it necessary to light one of my fathers cigars...shortly after we lit it, we heard the car pull up...we started to panic and all I could do was put the lit cigar out in the carpet in the corner...mom and dad saw it, and yes, I was beat.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18665151.post-1143747422493066912006-03-30T11:37:00.000-08:002006-03-30T11:37:00.000-08:00ok jen no offence - but only a white girl could ge...ok jen no offence - but only a white girl could get away with that<BR/><BR/>LOLContemplations of a Womanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01390802154489229401noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18665151.post-1143665183257011962006-03-29T12:46:00.000-08:002006-03-29T12:46:00.000-08:00Belts ? Cords ? whats that? Shit I grew up downsou...Belts ? Cords ? whats that? Shit I grew up downsouth .. my mama would make me go pick out my own switches--then proceed to braid them together and beat my ass - wet straight from the tub !<BR/><BR/>1. I slapped the shit out of my little cousin when we were arguing and left a hand print on her face.. my mother beat my ass so bad I ran out the house to escape<BR/><BR/>2. I wrote a nasty letter to my boyfriend when I was 12 talking about all the things I was gonna do to him ( didnt know what the hell i was talking about much less doing it) and she found it when she did laundry in my back pocket. Beat my ass<BR/><BR/>3. I kicked a hole through the wall of our trailer ( you know those cheap ass walls) cause i couldnt go outside and was mad..tried to blame it on my brother. Got my ass beat<BR/><BR/>I stayed gettin slapped upside the head for various reasons. <BR/><BR/>I let my girlfriend "tattoo" a S on my thigh with a damn eraser...yes she erased away my skin. I ended up with a scab. my mother told me she wouldnt beat me cause the healing pain was punishement enough.Contemplations of a Womanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01390802154489229401noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18665151.post-1143658603407108452006-03-29T10:56:00.000-08:002006-03-29T10:56:00.000-08:00I was hanging with my cousin in an abandoned churc...I was hanging with my cousin in an abandoned church and we decided to mix some chemicals in a pan... well, this was before I knew anything about chemical reactions and spontaneous combustion - BOOM - we got fire. We ran but the lady across the street saw us and called my grandmother. <BR/><BR/>by the time we got to the crib my uncle was waiting for us. He sat us down in a big chair my grandmother had in her bedroom. he talked for an hour on fire safety. I thought that would be the end of it. But then he went to the closet and pulled a green strap and commenced to wearing our asses out - real good.James Manninghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15469290464817310368noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18665151.post-1143657516475322952006-03-29T10:38:00.000-08:002006-03-29T10:38:00.000-08:00i was mostly on punishment but I think I got three...i was mostly on punishment but I think I got three spankings in my life<BR/><BR/>1) stealing some lingerie at about age 8 (don't ask)<BR/><BR/>2) photo copying my ass at my grandmother's job and passing out copies!<BR/><BR/>3) shooting my cousin in the ass with a bb gun!<BR/><BR/>whew those were hard times! i spent the rest of my years just being on punishment staying in my room reading books! that's how i became such a nerd!A.u.n.t. Jackiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06342245586271716564noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18665151.post-1143605017473898062006-03-28T20:03:00.000-08:002006-03-28T20:03:00.000-08:00My mom was the type that would just lecture me to ...My mom was the type that would just lecture me to death, for hours and hours. I can still remember thinking to myself "why won't she just beat me and get it over with"?<BR/><BR/>She never did, she just kept on talking and talking and talking -- till I was like "gosh shoot me now"! LOLSuperstar Nichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08085149924609867792noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18665151.post-1143581569175817382006-03-28T13:32:00.000-08:002006-03-28T13:32:00.000-08:00I have blocked most of my spankings out! LOL! Iuse...I have blocked most of my spankings out! LOL! Iuse to hide th big black belt! But I do remember almost getting hit with a pot when I was 15 for having a smart mouth. That led to me grabbing my mom's hand with the pot in it, pushing her off me, and having her chase me to my room and us wrestling on the bed, and then getting kicked out for a week becasue I pushed her. We cool now though! :)Cool AChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07220483377567978531noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18665151.post-1143578848079543422006-03-28T12:47:00.000-08:002006-03-28T12:47:00.000-08:00My mom use to use the telephone wire thank god for...My mom use to use the telephone wire thank god for cordless!!!<BR/><BR/>I think one of the worst wippings I got was by my grandma. We had gone to the Glendale Galleria and I left her side we lets just say when she found me I couldn't feel my back side!!! I learned my lesson.Lethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15902285412886030606noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18665151.post-1143570925094079432006-03-28T10:35:00.000-08:002006-03-28T10:35:00.000-08:00Got my last good ass beatin at 13, when i wrecked ...Got my last good ass beatin at 13, when i wrecked my mommas brand new 280Z. (it was fly at the time). Long story. Don't ask.<BR/><BR/>Shiiit, I spent my whole high school career on detention and school, and punishment at home. But yo, I was on the honor roll, so I felt justified.<BR/><BR/>I was a smartass badass. Surprising?Supahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18387238335818397967noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18665151.post-1143570364669985952006-03-28T10:26:00.000-08:002006-03-28T10:26:00.000-08:00F'up #1- 3rd grade...Yes, surprise surprise...I g...F'up #1- 3rd grade...Yes, surprise surprise...I got caught looking at a "thingie"! Me and the neighbor boy were doing a little show me yours and I'll show you mine. Mom caught us and blistered my ass with a wooden spoon! <BR/><BR/>F'up #2 - 5th Grade... My brother and I were fighting, and fighting, and fighting, and fighting, and fighting, and...well...my Father LOST it...in one wild swoop he had his belt off and was strapping my ass and my brothers ass. He sent us to separate rooms so that he could come in to apologize to us. I love that man......<BR/><BR/>That's my only two spankings as a child....now if we want to talk about my adult life...well, that's a whole 'nother forum!!!! But if you ask me Spanking or No Spanking...I'm FO'SHO' going to say SPANKING!!!!Whirlwindhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06065420885785456530noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18665151.post-1143569601263411092006-03-28T10:13:00.000-08:002006-03-28T10:13:00.000-08:00i actually can't even think of any good ones. I'm ...i actually can't even think of any good ones. I'm not going to claim to be a good kid, but I wasn't too bad either. I will have to come back to this one. <BR/>holla!mrs.tjhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13089782922404457288noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18665151.post-1143557903820680272006-03-28T06:58:00.000-08:002006-03-28T06:58:00.000-08:00Sorry I was a good kid 0:-). Ok make that a scared...Sorry I was a good kid 0:-). Ok make that a scared kid. LOL My father would just look at me and I would cry so I never really got woop. My brother on the other hand...... he was just always into some shit!Msnhimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16372708762864147427noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18665151.post-1143518454541559552006-03-27T20:00:00.000-08:002006-03-27T20:00:00.000-08:00I musta been sneaky cuz I never got caught. I reme...I musta been sneaky cuz I never got caught. I remember in 7th grade. I was supposed to do a science fair project. Well, I was allergic to homework so I just never finished it. When the time came to turn in the project, I lied and told my teacher that I put it in the library with everyone elses and that they musta lost it. Looking back, that was the most ridiculous lie I could have told, but I was so convincing that my teacher and my mom eventually believed it. Shit, after a while I actually believed that I did my science fair project. That was the closest I came to a eff up, though. All my other dirt I got away with scot free. I guess there are some advantages to being the neglected middle child.Rashan Jamalhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11447218849690603151noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18665151.post-1143505475787608412006-03-27T16:24:00.000-08:002006-03-27T16:24:00.000-08:00Dang. . .Y'all. Y'all making my behind hurt.Dang. . .Y'all. <BR/><BR/>Y'all making my behind hurt.Phttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00885430735047957603noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18665151.post-1143505137588541682006-03-27T16:18:00.000-08:002006-03-27T16:18:00.000-08:00My mom was leather-belt-with-holes-happy when I wa...My mom was leather-belt-with-holes-happy when I was a kid. She was a cold piece...she'd make me get my OWN belt (of course those ALWAYS seemed to come up missing) and I'd be forced to take that long walk down the hall to get the leather belt with the holes from her closet. <BR/><BR/>1. There was this neighborhood bully...his name was Kerry Fujita. He lived around the corner from me. Funny thing now, he was a little piece o' nuthin - I coulda took him if I wasn't so scared of him! There was an empty field next to my apartment building and mile high tall weeds growing there. I was outside on my porch playing with my dolls when all of a sudden, all my homies came running around the corner talkin bout, "Kerry started a fire in the field!" Well I guess my mom smelled the smoke and called the fire department. Then she marched me in the house and WHOOPED MY ASS (why you ask...because I didn't report the fire to an adult - guilt by association). Then she made me march down to the fire marshall and tell him who set the fire. "Who are you more afraid of? ME?? Or Kerry?? Cuz I'll REALLY whoop your ass!!" *sigh* yep...that's whack.<BR/><BR/>2. My stepdad whooped my ass because he claimed I was lying. To this day (yeah so what if I hold a grudge - and the man is dead), I STILL DON'T KNOW WHY HE SPANKED ME. My mother went out for the afternoon...I had asked her BEFORE SHE LEFT if I could take my bike out and go for a ride, she said yes. When I got home (and I was only gone for maybe an hour or so), he drilled me on where I had been and WHO GAVE YOU PERMISSION TO TAKE YOUR BIKE OUT - and I told him...he started callin me all kinds of liars and proceeded to beat me senseless. I am NOT kidding. He beat me worse than ANY whoopins my mother EVER gave (and lawd knows that heffa was crazy). In hindsight, he was also an alcoholic...aint no tellin...yanno...<BR/><BR/>I spent 9th-11th grades on punishment...lol...who would've EVER guessed that? HAHAHAHA! I only straightened up so I could attend all the games and dances during my senior year!ThatGirlTamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15575438637641342684noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18665151.post-1143501646725835202006-03-27T15:20:00.000-08:002006-03-27T15:20:00.000-08:00@ Nikki:Girl, you know better than to stay out aft...@ Nikki:<BR/><BR/>Girl, you know better than to stay out after the STREETLIGHTS came on, girl!<BR/><BR/>And that report card. Girl, I'm scared and it didn't even happen to me!Phttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00885430735047957603noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18665151.post-1143500758756264572006-03-27T15:05:00.000-08:002006-03-27T15:05:00.000-08:001. i stayed out past the time when the streetlight...1. i stayed out past the time when the streetlights came on. we were playing football in the street and i was too competitive to stop before the game was over. eventually my little brother comes running up the street talking about how moms is gonna spank me if i don't make my way home RIGHT THAT INSTANT.<BR/><BR/>so uh, fifteen minutes later i'm still out there. that's when i saw her form cresting the hill. she snatched me up right in the middle of the game and spanked my ass right up until we got home...which was about five minutes away.<BR/><BR/>2. forged a report card. actually thought i could get away with whiting out the grade and writing in another grade IN BLUE INK. parents caught on real fast to that one. in fact, they caught on while watching me play basketball for my school.<BR/><BR/>i was grounded. couldn't participate in the school play. but of course that didn't stop me. i tried out for the school play behind their backs, got a role, then was going to the practices, telling my parents i was missing the school bus.<BR/><BR/>i found out my mom knew on opening night of the play. it was just like that scene out of sister act 2 when lauryn hill's character saw her mom walking down the aisle to sit down right as she started singing (moms forbade her to go). i totally forgot my lines. mom snatched my ass up after the play (but she let me finish the other performances cuz i made a commitment).<BR/><BR/>and those are just a few of 'em. LOLnikkihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06971419502034051817noreply@blogger.com