MONSTA had one of those last night. We don't spank, but man did I want to punch her. Not really punch, but like, lightly tap her with a closed hand. The kind that the refs in the WWF will warn you about, but not call the match. One of those. But I'm a peaceful man, so we just took away television...on a Sunday. Tell me this: who gets punished on that one?
So how do you handle those? My parents whooped me, and since that isn't an option, we're always open to new ideas. Of course, when her head starts spinning, and goo is pouring from her ears, having a chat doesn't seem realistic.
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