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In the early 80's I became aware that the little scrote living next door was chucking bricks in our pond. I knocked on their door and informed his parents what "Perry" was up to. "Thank you for letting us know" his father said, while he bellowed "Perry" at the top of his voice and unbuckled his substantial leather belt. Perry never bothered us again and certainly learned whatever lesson it was his father taught him. I don't condone violence, but clearly, a disapproving look isn't going to cut the mustard with a child that only understands corporal punishment.
Names changed to protect the innocent. . |
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