2017-05-18 at 1:55 AM UTC
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coward
[the spuriously bluish-lilac bushman]
It's just a new tag Lanny or someone added.
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coward
[the spuriously bluish-lilac bushman]
I guess when you start getting corn skins showing up between your teeth, it's time to give it a break.
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coward
[the spuriously bluish-lilac bushman]
I'd imagine you'd have to brush your mouth and chew some mint bubble gum or something later, to get rid of the taste.
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coward
[the spuriously bluish-lilac bushman]
Especially if the person didn't wipe their ass properly.
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coward
[the spuriously bluish-lilac bushman]
I don't get how someone could lick another person's asshole. Wouldn't that be damned infectious, as for diseases and sicknesses?
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coward
[the spuriously bluish-lilac bushman]
Back when I was about 10 years old, it was "legal" to beat up your wife. If she called the police, the police would arrive, look at all the blood all over her face and all the bruises all over her body, shake hands with the husband, they would have a friendly chat about some other subject, tell the woman that she should probably learn to keep her mouth shut and respect her husband, and then the police would leave.
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coward
[the spuriously bluish-lilac bushman]
I remember many parents back then would literally force their kids to eat soap, if they mouthed off or used profanity. Well, you didn't actually end up eating it, but it coated your mouth real good and part way down your throat. Like, just grab the kid and start forcing small slivers of soap into their mouths.
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coward
[the spuriously bluish-lilac bushman]
Another cruel punishment they used to give is they would pour uncooked white rice in a corner at the front of the class, and then make you kneel on it, with your nose pointing into the corner, for a half hour or an hour. So at the end, you had these rice kernels literally embedded right into the meat of your kneecaps and part of your legs. Then when you brushed those off, it left a field of deep, red pock marks. The whole time, the rest of the class would be watching you.
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coward
[the spuriously bluish-lilac bushman]
I'm not kidding, though. That's the way it really was back in the '50's and '60's, and before that even worse, because those were mostly run by Catholics.
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coward
[the spuriously bluish-lilac bushman]
Kids who were late for class, even 30 seconds, had to line up in front of the teacher's desk in front of the whole class and one at a time lay their open palm upward on the desk, and then the teacher would take this thick leather strap and whack you four or five times on the open hand... WHACK... WHACK... WHACK... WHACK... and then your hand turned bright red, and you'd go and sit down with everyone staring at you.