When I was growing up, there were three levels of misbehavior in our household:
Hand
Belt
Fireplace Poker
Now, I was not a perfect child, and so I got my fair share of Level 1 and a little bit of Level 2. (In the case of Level 2, the severity of the misbehavior determined which end of the belt that we got.) There were even a few incidents of Level 3 here and there, but because of my parents' love, devotion, and dedicated parenting, those incidents were few and far between.
Now here's the thing that liberals can't stand to hear: I am a better man because of it. When I was in school, I never once opened fire on a cafeteria full of my peers. I didn't steal cars. I didn't shoplift. I've never spent a single night of my life in a jail cell. I treat people with respect, calling them "sir" and "ma'am" as the occasion dictates. My parents beat me until I didn't know what day it was, and I hated it (believe you me, I hated it.) But now that I am older and wiser, I understand.
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2006-08-30
16:55:28
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