I remember the good ol' wooden spoon and getting "lickens". That word practically out of use these days. One time I did something bad and thought hiding all the wooden spoons before my mother came home would be a good idea. That is when I learned that wooden spoons are way easier on you than a spatula.
My dad had a belt that he hung on the hook right in the living room and would just point to it when we were being bad. I don't recall him ever using it, but it was a constant threat.
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