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A Good Argument For Tough Love vs Spanking

All through the ages people from all over the world have been arguing over ways of disciplining your children. A lot of countries have actually banned spanking the child saying that this leads to psychological damage. Yet a lot of people continue to do so quoting such authorities as the Bible that says things like ‘spare the rod and spoil the child’.

I used to get whacked when I was a kid and I even spanked my kids when I though it absolutely necessary, albeit with the palm of my hand. Perhaps if there was another method? Well it seems that there is as presented by one frustrated parent.

Most people think it improper to spank children, so I have tried other methods to control my kids when they have one of ‘those moments.’

One that I found effective is for me to just take the child for a car ride and talk.

Some say it’s the vibration from the car, others say it’s the time away from any distractions such as TV, Video Games, Computer, iPod, etc.

Either way, my kids usually calm down and stop misbehaving after our car ride together. Eye to eye contact helps a lot too.

I’ve included a photo below of one of my sessions with my son, in case you would like to use the technique.


You have got to love some of the stuff you get in your emails.

This is just a post I put together to have a bit of fun. It’s just to show that blogging can be used as a medium to enjoy oneself.

In a time not so long ago, when Rundle Mall first became South Australia’s central shopping district, there lived in the nearby suburb of Elizabeth a typical Aussie couple, Dastardly Darryl and Big Bertha. Just like any other couple who have been married for some years, they had settled into a routine where the male works his butt off, and the female spends all his money.

It wasn’t always like that as things were very different before the birth of Rundle Mall. Big Bertha used to be just like any other woman that stayed home, loyally making sure that the house was clean, the bed was warm and her husband content. Things changed once Rundle Mall came to life. Big Bertha and all the other women discovered shopping. They became so drunk with their lust for specials that man’s idyllic life came to an abrupt end.

There wasn’t a man alive that could control them anymore. Yet the men remembering a time when men were men wanted to approach Dastardly Darryl who was the toughest of them all. The men got together and after much discussion, and a lot of beer drinking, a large group of them converged on Darryl’s doorstep with a case of Johnny Walker, for they heard that Johnny Walker gave you balls.

Unfortunately, the case of scotch only made him drunk beyond belief, and while staggering in a drunken stupor, he stumbled and fell. As luck would have it, he fell right over a small Bunyip, a magical creature, pinning him with his massive carcass. This particular Bunyip was not like the Bunyips of Aboriginal lore as he was able to grant just one wish! But only if Darryl would free him.

Darryl remembering the days before Rundle Mall, when men had control and women lived under a glass ceiling, realised that the most significant difference in those bygone days was men had the balls to deal with these situations.

With that in mind, Dastardly Darryl wished that he had balls, but not just any old balls he wanted the biggest balls of all. He wanted big stainless steel balls, balls that would clang as he walked striking fear into all the shopaholic women! Big reflective, shining stainless steel balls so that those who would dare gaze upon them would see what they had become and yearn for the days when men supported them. Balls so bloody big that even Big Bertha’s mutton chop hands could not crush them.

The Bunyip granted him his wish! Dastardly Darryl approached Rundle Mall after many hours of travelling. His terrifying demeanour and the clanging of his balls striking fear in all women, all except Big Bertha, her crazed shopping mind too far gone to see reason. They faced each other at opposite sides of the mall under an overcast sky filled with lightning and thunder. It was high noon as they approached each other, Darryl’s big balls banging together with a noise louder than the roar of thunder. They met in the centre of the Mall when Big Bertha Grabs his balls and squeezes with such force, but to no avail as Dastardly Darryl merely chortles with mirth.

This is too much for Big Bertha, who opens her mouth and lets forth a long, terrifying screech pitched so high that it shattered his eardrums. The ensuing vibrations from the scream caused the balls to vibrate so much they fell right off Darryl, and he collapsed. As the fell, Big Bertha saw her reflection in them and as her jaw dropped she decided that she definitely needed to fix her mascara and then remembered that David Jones had a sale on.

To this day the Rundle Mall Balls are on display, and many swear that they have seen Big Bertha madly shopping in some of the stores.

The moral of this story is it takes more than big balls to keep a woman away from those opening specials.

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If there is one thing in common that all my blogs have, apart from the best content :lol_tb: , its the fact that they all contain posts of my favorite jokes. The thing is that I just can’t help it, I love jokes and I love to tell them. According to my kids though, I should learn not to laugh at my own jokes but how can I not when that are so damn funny.

Anyway, to cut a long story short, this blog will follow the general trend and it will have a ‘Funny Posts’ category. If you like a good laugh once in awhile, and believe me laughter is the best medicine, then I suggest you pop in once in a while and get that smile back on your face.

Todays joke is about three old codgers who are standing around discussing all the bad points about growing old.

The 80 year-old said, “The best thing that could happen to me would just to be able to have a good pee. I stand there for twenty minutes, and it dribbles and hurts. I have to go over and over again.”

The 85 year-old said, “The best thing that could happen to me is if I could have one good bowel movement. I take every kind of laxative I can get my hands on and it’s still a problem.”

Then the 90 year-old said, “That’s not my problem. Every morning at 6:00 am sharp, I have a good long pee. At 6:30 am sharp I have a great bowel movement. The best thing that could happen to me would be if I could wake up before 7:00 am.”

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