i bought a trailor from my folks to remodel and resell in 1991/ my half sister lived there but didnt make the payments so out the door she went, anyways my brother and i were repanneling and as we were laying on the carpet he got soaked from urine, i called my half sister and she said there friend peed on the living room carpet,(they didnt no i was buying it) well i met the kid before who was about 18 years old..anyways he came knocking on the door asking where my half sister moved to??? i invited him in and shut the door and told my brother (whos was just out of his stint in the marine corps, and built like an ox) that this is the kid whos urine you were crawling in...any ways my brother was peeved and gave him a choice, too take a honest to goodness ass whipping like a real man, or get on his hand and knees like a dog and waddle in it himself, well next thing ya no my brother was rubbing his face in the carpet like he was training a puppy the guy was screaming like a baby, i was laughing my but off, when after about 5 minutes that cat took off like a rocket out the door, so we had a 18 year old kid potty trained within 5 minutes.. and you can bet he never did that again

 

Kinda was hoping he took the 55 gallon drum of 'Ass-Whip', but this is good enough!
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