Heh, I still remember how soaps tastes to this day
In my case, it was Grandma’s homemade lye soap.
Yeah, true. But then Doctor Benjamin Spock came along and saved us from being drugged like that anymore. Duh!
Lava tastes like crap
Sunday Mornings!!?? Is that all???? I was drug Sunday Mornings, Sunday Evenings, Weds nights. Everytime the Church doors were opened, I had to be there. Every traveling evangelist, singing group, chorus, blizzards, storms, frikking hot days, freezing cold winter days (if the car started) And no, i was not a preachers kid.
Just the son of 2 God honoring parents, and to them i am eternally grateful.
I was drugged also….and damn glad I was. Thanks Dad and Mom:)
Spock was a commie, by the way. Surprised? No, me neither. Also, his personal life was a train wreck. In his second marriage, with his second brood, he followed virtually none of his own advice in child-rearing.
My brother and I were drugged to the chore board which had all the KP duties for us on it. And then we did them.
Where I live shops still close early on Wednesday or don’t open at all so the family gets drugged to Wednesday church night. There is a small family owned restaurant nearby we nicknamed The Hick Stop. Wednesday evening everyone piles in there for a meal to be followed by drugging to church.
Hey Charlie forgot to ask are you Nazarene or Baptist? Seems like there is more church drugging by those 2 denominations.
Living at home is such a drag,
your momma threw away your best porno mag.
I remember Commandment #1: “Because I said, so, THAT’S why!”
nah, grew up Assembly of God. Went to so many services, even they were jealous.
From your description you might be living in NW iowa. I worked at a hospital there, and you had to drive 60 miles or more to buy anything on a Sunday. Seriously.
edit…”even the BAPTISTS were jealous. There. Fixed it.
LMAO!!! Grandma’s home made soap. Ahhh memories.
Never tasted soap, but I remember the occasional ‘switches’ she made from her olive trees she used to make the soap from. *rubs shins* 😀
“If you do that again I’ll KILL you”!
“If you don’t stop crying,I’ll give you something to cry about.”
“Just wait ’till you’re father gets home, he’ll KILL you.”
I’m lucky to be alive.
Three girls and two boys. The boys got the lickin’s and us girls got the stern looks. While the boys butts hurt, us girls had our hearts broken for being disobedient.
Not a liberal among us.
Thanks for sharing!
My father was a voracious reader and a big believer in edumacation, so I was drug to the library a lot.
Heh, I still remember how soaps tastes to this day
In my case, it was Grandma’s homemade lye soap.
Yeah, true. But then Doctor Benjamin Spock came along and saved us from being drugged like that anymore. Duh!
Lava tastes like crap
Sunday Mornings!!?? Is that all???? I was drug Sunday Mornings, Sunday Evenings, Weds nights. Everytime the Church doors were opened, I had to be there. Every traveling evangelist, singing group, chorus, blizzards, storms, frikking hot days, freezing cold winter days (if the car started) And no, i was not a preachers kid.
Just the son of 2 God honoring parents, and to them i am eternally grateful.
I was drugged also….and damn glad I was. Thanks Dad and Mom:)
Spock was a commie, by the way. Surprised? No, me neither. Also, his personal life was a train wreck. In his second marriage, with his second brood, he followed virtually none of his own advice in child-rearing.
My brother and I were drugged to the chore board which had all the KP duties for us on it. And then we did them.
Where I live shops still close early on Wednesday or don’t open at all so the family gets drugged to Wednesday church night. There is a small family owned restaurant nearby we nicknamed The Hick Stop. Wednesday evening everyone piles in there for a meal to be followed by drugging to church.
Hey Charlie forgot to ask are you Nazarene or Baptist? Seems like there is more church drugging by those 2 denominations.
Living at home is such a drag,
your momma threw away your best porno mag.
I remember Commandment #1: “Because I said, so, THAT’S why!”
nah, grew up Assembly of God. Went to so many services, even they were jealous.
From your description you might be living in NW iowa. I worked at a hospital there, and you had to drive 60 miles or more to buy anything on a Sunday. Seriously.
edit…”even the BAPTISTS were jealous. There. Fixed it.
LMAO!!! Grandma’s home made soap. Ahhh memories.
Never tasted soap, but I remember the occasional ‘switches’ she made from her olive trees she used to make the soap from. *rubs shins* 😀
“If you do that again I’ll KILL you”!
“If you don’t stop crying,I’ll give you something to cry about.”
“Just wait ’till you’re father gets home, he’ll KILL you.”
I’m lucky to be alive.
Three girls and two boys. The boys got the lickin’s and us girls got the stern looks. While the boys butts hurt, us girls had our hearts broken for being disobedient.
Not a liberal among us.
Thanks for sharing!
My father was a voracious reader and a big believer in edumacation, so I was drug to the library a lot.