>>58868741Reminds me of an old story about my family. All my uncles, aunts, and even my mom remember my grandfather getting drunk JUST ONCE.
But why only one time and not many? You see, the one time he got drunk he was like "granny, I want a shirt". My grandma gave him a clean one, but he wanted one she didn't washed yet, they discuss, and eventually he shoves her hard.
She falls, and he leaves annoyed to his truck.
Now, my grandma didn't stayed quiet. She called my great grandmother, and she told her "don't worry sweety, I'll take care of this,"
Everyone remember this moment: my great grandmother came, with a BULL WHIP. A big fuck off leather whip that you don't know if it's a tool to move cattle, or a weapon of medieval warfare.
She walks to the truck, gets him out, and whips the FUCK out of my grandfather. He tried to hide in the truck, but my great granny kept going, one glass of the truck was broken, he gets out to stop her, and she resumed the whiping yelling "how dare you hurt your wife and disobey your mother?!"
Needless to say, my grandfather apologized to my grandma, and never drink again. We may go "kids need a whoop-ass from their parents", but I feel we avoided A LOT of torture growing up.
