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somehow i never got hit at school, despite it still being a thing until i left primary school i think. I don't remember too many people who did actually.
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I recall getting it twice in primary school and thinking it was an unreasonable punishment for such minor transgressions. It so angered me as a child that I wished to bump into the teachers as an adult to revisit it on a more even footing. Never got the opportunity and thankfully such practices no longer exist. I would hospitalise a teacher that did the same to my nieces or nephews.
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They still did it when I started school but I remember my teacher of that year explaining that it was being fazed out. She was a horrible bitch. Old and nasty. She said that until it was completely outlawed she would be dishing it out because we "all deserved it". I was scared shitless of this woman and watched her deal to my best mate many times with a metre ruler. Oddly I never got hit once.
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@dogmeat Fuck that is pretty brutal, I do feel for some of the teachers we gave shit. It was like a wounded animal, the kids were quick to notice a weak teacher and the abuse was pretty bad, they were just doing a job. Yeah it seems crazy now to think teachers thought abusing a child with a cane, strap, ruler somehow altered their behaviour. The naughty kids in class never changed and just got more and more punishment.
Unfortunately in that era, the kids that got it at school probably got it worse at home, I remember a kid in my village having his legs broken by his father.
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It had stopped at school by the time I was going but they still had it for boarders at my school. Only one memorable incident (don't even remember what I got "6 of the best" for). There was two blokes in my year who hadn't had the cane, one was a big bastard and the other was a mate. So me and my best mate ended up picking up our mate and taking him outside the school grounds and ratted ourselves back to our dorm prefect. There was a line of people that night waiting to watch us all go in to see the boarding master, poor mate was already bawling 20 minutes beforehand, we went in grinning. Kids are dicks.
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Managed to avoid the cane myself thank God but one of my favourite school punishment stories concerned my brother-in-law who was a naughty kid at a pretty shitty school. One sadistic bastard teacher kept a slipper in a biscuit tin in the cupboard and the punishment was a ceremony as well as painful. The offender was made to go to the cupboard and retrieve the biscuit tin, put it on the teacher's desk and then bend over the desk in front of the class and wait while the biscuit tin was opened, the slipper produced with a flourish and then receive the punishment.
Anyway, one night my b-i-l and his mate Shovel broke into the school and burnt the slipper to ashes which they then left in the biscuit tin in the cupboard. They both played up the next day and were called for punishment. When the poor bastard saw his beloved slipper in ashes in the biscuit tin he broke down and sobbed. He was never the same again.
Vengeance was sweet apparently.
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@NTA good luck today
If I die on the table, delete my browser history.
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Ever watched Curb your enthusiasm?
The episode when Jeff has a heart attack and asks Larry to go to his house while his harridan of a missus is out and get rid of his porn stash. Hilarity ensues. Brilliantly, toe-curlingly funny. So no, delete your own history mate.
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@NTA good luck today
If I die on the table, delete my browser history.
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Ever watched Curb your enthusiasm?
The episode when Jeff has a heart attack and asks Larry to go to his house while his harridan of a missus is out and get rid of his porn stash. Hilarity ensues. Brilliantly, toe-curlingly funny. So no, delete your own history mate.
Don't be so hasty. You might find something new that you really like.
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@Catogrande said in Aging:
@NTA good luck today
If I die on the table, delete my browser history.
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Ever watched Curb your enthusiasm?
The episode when Jeff has a heart attack and asks Larry to go to his house while his harridan of a missus is out and get rid of his porn stash. Hilarity ensues. Brilliantly, toe-curlingly funny. So no, delete your own history mate.
Don't be so hasty. You might find something new that you really like.
What, in Nickโs stash? What kind of a monster do you take me for?
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@Catogrande said in Aging:
@NTA good luck today
If I die on the table, delete my browser history.
๐
Ever watched Curb your enthusiasm?
The episode when Jeff has a heart attack and asks Larry to go to his house while his harridan of a missus is out and get rid of his porn stash. Hilarity ensues. Brilliantly, toe-curlingly funny. So no, delete your own history mate.
Don't be so hasty. You might find something new that you really like.
What, in Nickโs stash? What kind of a monster do you take me for?
I could quite easily see you both being keen on "specialist minority interests" online. That is all.
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@Catogrande said in Aging:
@Catogrande said in Aging:
@NTA good luck today
If I die on the table, delete my browser history.
๐
Ever watched Curb your enthusiasm?
The episode when Jeff has a heart attack and asks Larry to go to his house while his harridan of a missus is out and get rid of his porn stash. Hilarity ensues. Brilliantly, toe-curlingly funny. So no, delete your own history mate.
Don't be so hasty. You might find something new that you really like.
What, in Nickโs stash? What kind of a monster do you take me for?
I could quite easily see you both being keen on "specialist minority interests" online. That is all.
You take that back!
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@Catogrande said in Aging:
I could quite easily see you both being keen on "specialist minority interests" online. That is all.
I think you'll find "Brutal Dolphin Amputee Hentai" isn't as rare as you think.
Ask @mariner4life
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@Catogrande said in Aging:
Managed to avoid the cane myself thank God but one of my favourite school punishment stories concerned my brother-in-law who was a naughty kid at a pretty shitty school. One sadistic bastard teacher kept a slipper in a biscuit tin in the cupboard and the punishment was a ceremony as well as painful. The offender was made to go to the cupboard and retrieve the biscuit tin, put it on the teacher's desk and then bend over the desk in front of the class and wait while the biscuit tin was opened, the slipper produced with a flourish and then receive the punishment.
Anyway, one night my b-i-l and his mate Shovel broke into the school and burnt the slipper to ashes which they then left in the biscuit tin in the cupboard. They both played up the next day and were called for punishment. When the poor bastard saw his beloved slipper in ashes in the biscuit tin he broke down and sobbed. He was never the same again.
Vengeance was sweet apparently.
Shovel. ๐
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@Catogrande no. Just love the name.
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I was never strapped at primary school but at high school the cane was pretty liberally applied. I got caned first day of the 3rd form. Some 4th formers picked me up and hung me on a coathook. The deputy head, Zack Smith, decided I was skylarking and deserved to be beaten. I was 11 when I started high school and looked it. Sadist.
It was 1973 when I started, and it was a Boys' High, so most of the senior staff were WWII veterans who had a different idea about discipline to nowadays. We weren't allowed long hair until the later that year and had to wear black lace-up shoes. That same deputy head told a meeting of parents that offering sandals was unnecessary and shoes were fine, after all he had worn them in the jungles of Burma. My Mum stood and told him that if if he was so comfortable with harsh conditions he wouldn't mind washing the disgustingly smelly socks throughout summer. People didn't piss about with my Mum. We were allowed roman sandals the next month so what we gained in comfort we gave away in style.
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The strap was still a thing when I was at primary school, but I recall it being more of a threat than a punishment. One teacher I had (crusty, screechy bitch who had an extensive wardrobe and wore different coloured pantyhose each day, like yellow/green/blue etc) regularly wielded one of those skinny wooden rulers on boys knuckles though.