Thread: Do You Want The Strop?

Originally Posted by Magpie

I too suffered the lash. My fathers implements included a cat'O'9 tails the belt, the bullwhip. and of course a meaty appendage that could only be called a hand due to its position at the end of his arm. There is getting a whupping, and then there is being beaten into submission. I feel for any of you that were ever beaten bloody. Sometimes I think I shave with a straight simply because it provides me both a feeling of control that I never had in my youth, and because it was something my father could (or would) not do. Its soothing to my soul. =)

My dad had a Cat-O-Nine Tails, never got beat with it. One time I was told to go cut a Switch from the tree, I came back with a poor excuse for a switch, that made my Mom mad so out came the Razor Strop. I got it from my Mother and then when my Father came home from the Ship, a week or so later (after I would forget what I had done) and I would get again!
I had an Aunt that would scream at my Cousin Joseph Kent You go get me the wooden spoon. And he was so stupid that he did it. She'd beat the daylights out of him.

I suppose the bottom line is that as the older of us remember our childhoods, most of us were pretty damn free to do whatever.

Our communities knew who we were and what we were up to. We paid dearly for taking advantage of it. Just like life.

Good thing we learned. I cannot say for younger generations, however.

Anyway, Smile!

We could be 60 year-old men in North Korea or in a Daesh-controlled town. THEN, it would be literal......Oh! You DO want the strop!

Originally Posted by sharptonn

I suppose the bottom line is that as the older of us remember our childhoods, most of us were pretty damn free to do whatever.

Our communities knew who we were and what we were up to. We paid dearly for taking advantage of it. Just like life.

Good thing we learned. I cannot say for younger generations, however.

Anyway, Smile!

We could be 60 year-old men in North Korea or in a Daesh-controlled town. THEN, it would be literal......Oh! You DO want the strop!

Well said and agreed.

This thread made me chuckle, I decided to delete my original Email incase it was taken out of context. Suffice it to say I was a delinquent child with what now seem like pretty appropriate consequences on more than one occasion. One of the more fond memories I have is that my dad believed in maning up, I wanted a CocaCola yo-yo at the age of 9, he said he would give me one if I dived off the 10M platform at the pool. Damned if I did not lose that bloody yo-yo the day after I got it, never been afraid of heights since.

Originally Posted by PatrickA51

My dad had a Cat-O-Nine Tails, never got beat with it.

Soo. What was that cat-o-nine tails for, Pat?