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The Parents who drugged us!!!
At my 50th high school reunion a friend asked me, 'Why didn't we have a drug problem when we were growing up?'
I replied that I had a drug problem when I was young:
I was drug to church on Sunday morning.
I was drug to church for weddings and funerals.
I was drug to family reunions and community socials no matter the weather.
I was drug by my ears when I was disrespectful to adults.
I was also drug to the woodshed when I disobeyed my parents, told a lie,
brought home a bad report card, did not speak with respect, spoke ill of the teacher or the pastor, or if I didn't put forth my best effort in everything that was asked of me.
I was drug to the kitchen sink to have my mouth washed out with soap if I uttered a profanity.
I was drug out to pull weeds in mom or grandma's garden and flower beds.
I was drug to the homes of neighbors to help mow the yard, repair the clothesline, and if my mother had ever known that I took a single dime as a tip for this kindness, my dad would have drug me back to the woodshed.
Those drugs are still in my veins and they affect my behavior in everything I do, say, or think. They are stronger than cocaine, crack, or heroin, and if today's children had this kind of drug problem, the USA would be a better place.
God bless the parents who drugged us.
Yea verily!!! :thumbup: :thumbup: :thumbup:
robertjerl wrote:
Yea verily!!! :thumbup: :thumbup: :thumbup:
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Very well said, I remember being drug all over the place too.
Rich
richosob wrote:
Very well said, I remember being drug all over the place too.
Rich
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bcheary wrote:
Going the e-mail rounds. :lol: :lol:
The Parents who drugged us!!!
At my 50th high school reunion a friend asked me, 'Why didn't we have a drug problem when we were growing up?'
I replied that I had a drug problem when I was young:
I was drug to church on Sunday morning.
I was drug to church for weddings and funerals.
I was drug to family reunions and community socials no matter the weather.
I was drug by my ears when I was disrespectful to adults.
I was also drug to the woodshed when I disobeyed my parents, told a lie,
brought home a bad report card, did not speak with respect, spoke ill of the teacher or the pastor, or if I didn't put forth my best effort in everything that was asked of me.
I was drug to the kitchen sink to have my mouth washed out with soap if I uttered a profanity.
I was drug out to pull weeds in mom or grandma's garden and flower beds.
I was drug to the homes of neighbors to help mow the yard, repair the clothesline, and if my mother had ever known that I took a single dime as a tip for this kindness, my dad would have drug me back to the woodshed.
Those drugs are still in my veins and they affect my behavior in everything I do, say, or think. They are stronger than cocaine, crack, or heroin, and if today's children had this kind of drug problem, the USA would be a better place.
God bless the parents who drugged us.
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--Bob
The truth and nothing but the truth. We need much more of it these days. As it is now you can't touch the little bastards. On top of that we now have a couple of generations of the untouchables raising more untouchables. Wonder why there is no respect anymore. :thumbup: :thumbup: :thumbup:
Madman
Loc: Gulf Coast, Florida USA
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One Rude Dawg wrote:
The truth and nothing but the truth. We need much more of it these days. As it is now you can't touch the little bastards. On top of that we now have a couple of generations of the untouchables raising more untouchables. Wonder why there is no respect anymore. :thumbup: :thumbup: :thumbup:
Hot Dawg, you nailed it. :thumbup: :thumbup: :lol: :lol:
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