Thread: What Does a Strop Do? The real Answer is Hard to Take

so about Lynn's modular paddle strop......

Originally Posted by ryanjewell

so about Lynn's modular paddle strop......

You'll want to wrap it in saran wrap to keep stuff from building up in the hollows.

In our house, my older brother got Dad's belt. But, speaking of crazy women, by the time my sister and I came along, mom wanted in on the fun and favored a wooden spoon. To this day, my sister and I mimic her sinister, cackly announcement that "It's wooden spoon time..."

And yet, I survived to adulthood and am not ashamed to be judged by the company I keep.

Originally Posted by Tarkus

I got a hunk of plywood with a shape of a hand cut into it. But it was always wielded by my mother. She was one we feared the most.
Psycho women!!!

Ditto, most of the heavy duty attitude adjustments were handled by my Mom. She wasn't nearly as predictable as the old man and would generally use whatever was handy. She was no one to tangle with for sure.

You guys are lucky. my grandmother had a weeping willow in her yard. The only th ing worse than getting smacked with one of those branches was the long walk out to cut the branch yourself.

Originally Posted by Theseus

You guys are lucky. my grandmother had a weeping willow in her yard. The only th ing worse than getting smacked with one of those branches was the long walk out to cut the branch yourself.

My brother and I have cut our share of willows. The whipping sound could be heard from the other side of the house, and was a reminder to us all that SWMBOs (of the older variety) must not be angered.

Those didn't double as a strop after their intended use either, unlike this one.

That's too funny.
Im a little ashamed to say that as a youngster my old man, who was a barber, used to "correct" me using his strop. Now, using the logic I had accumulated by this time, I figured if i destroyed it, I would never get the strop again. So (here's the hold yer breath part) i took his straight razor and reduced it to pieces no bigger than an inch square
Then again i wasnt aware of the willow switch thing
Sure wish i had that old strop now
Great thread Jimbo
Took me back 40 years

Mike

My mom favored the wooden spoon, one day I got alittle too big for my britches and mom went for her spoon and she broke it on my behind, well I laughed at that...big mistake. She came back with the unbreakable plastic spoon that carried some serious sting to it, I think I still have the mark on my backside.

my mom favored the wire handled fly swatter, but also used paddleball paddles or wooden spoons.

Originally Posted by 1OldGI

, "Boy, you don't know what an ass whoopin is. When I was a kid, I used to get whipped with a razor strop and was sore for 3 days afterwards. Now that's an ass whoopin." Fortunately for me, his weapons of choice were the open hand pimp slap and the 10D to the buttocks. When household appliances were involved, he generally stuck with the basic cutting board or ping pong paddle so I'm unable to this day to verify his claims.

As a recipient of attitude adjustment by a father born in 1916, whose tools included leather belts in both slender and wide varieties, paddles, and even a cat of 9 tails (quickly reduced to 6 tails, 5,4,3,2..) I say you DONT know what an ass whoppin is, and should be supremely grateful for that!
Seriously though, punishment of back when, could certainly be considered child abuse by even LAST generations standards.
<---me when I was bad

Originally Posted by 1OldGI

Funny that corporal punishment and razor strops would come up. As a kid when I got my "trip to the woodshed", the old man would often follow up the incident by saying, "Boy, you don't know what an ass whoopin is. When I was a kid, I used to get whipped with a razor strop and was sore for 3 days afterwards. Now that's an ass whoopin." Fortunately for me, his weapons of choice were the open hand pimp slap and the 10D to the buttocks. When household appliances were involved, he generally stuck with the basic cutting board or ping pong paddle so I'm unable to this day to verify his claims.

That's where the old saying, "a number ten up your butt" comes from.