Word link

Yikes! You'd think they'd know that might happen. Or at the very least they'd be on camera and may be identifiable. Guess teenagers really wouldn't think that through, though, I did dumb stuff when I was that age,too.

Gunshots...

I was to scared of doing stupid stuff, my dad would grab his belt

My parents never used a belt or anything but I was still just as frightened to get into trouble. (Though I maaaay have occasionally done something not so great anyways.) :laugh:

Wooden Spoon...

More then once I had to go get my own switch

I presume it wasn't of the Nintendo variety! :laugh:

nahhh, the kind where you have to travel behind the wood shed

I never had to travel behind the woodshed in my life. However when I was in elementary school my Grampie gave me one rollerskate, and he waited until I graded until he gave me the other one. :laugh:

My hubby used to have close encounters of the wooden spoon kind, as his parents didn't have a woodshed, hehe. :laugh:

I kinda went often, there were so many of us growing up fights broke out weekly.

sibling rivalry...

I was an only child so I had to settle for getting into squabbles with neighborhood kids, lolz. :laugh:

I learned how to pack a punch just as hard as my brothers.

I'm not sure what they were called, but I had an inflatable clown punching bag type of thing that I'd punch then it would pop back up again. A lot of fun as I recall, though I can just barely remember it.

What is the name of the thing that hung down and you punched the heck out of it?

I can't remember. I was quite young when I had it, I think. It may have been something like these guys. :)
https://i.pinimg.com/originals/06/6f...279e0eda99.jpg
I'm not sure if it was the Bozo one, I think maybe it was a little different, I do think I remember the big clown nose, though.

I had my sisters and brothers!
I got pretty good at self defense

I think my uncle taught me to punch properly. He had to re-teach me to make a fist because I used to put my thumb on the inside of the palm of my hand, and he had to show me to tuck it under my fingers. I used to find I punched harder with it under my other fingers, but he used to explain that I could break my thumb that way. I think I had the clown and he had a punching bag, lol. :laugh:

LOL
When we fought, which was wrong I agree but, when you got that many kids it's going to happen.
You learned quick, if you don't use your fist or hands you look to see what you can grab and come up with it swinging.

Grasp...
I only did this a couple times, and I had to be really, really mad to do it, but a couple times I'd grab the person's hair and pull their head down, then flip them over with it. If somebody would have asked me to demonstrate I couldn't have to save my soul, because I had to be in a complete rage to do it. Nobody was ever badly hurt by it, and they always seemed completely surprised...one minute they'd be getting ready to deck me one, and the next, smoosh, on the ground they go. lol! :red: :laugh:

My older sister got me bent over once, popped me right in the eye, I noticed an umbrella on the floor and come up swinging with it. Got her a good one across the head with it.
My eye felt funny, didn't know what it was so I looked in the mirror, it was swelling.
Was blackened by that afternoon and mother made me go to school everyday with a black eye cause she was mad.
Little did she know that walking in the hall in between classes, people would say 'Hey, what's the other guy look like?, turned out to be funny.

hehe!

Hey, that's no fair! Your Mom should have at least crazy glued the umbrella to your sister's head so she had to wear it to school, it's only fair to punish you both. :laugh:

Shiner...

It's called favorites

Ah, unfair but usually the favorites go Unpunished. :)

I can agree with that.
Being the middle child of many, responsibility fell on me

I used to mind being an only child because the focus was always on me, I could never get lost in the crowd. :D:

Duties...

I'll be back to play word link in a week or so, Juliet, I'm going away 'til then. :greeting: :)

chores

hardship, when you got more chores than time.

you lose your freedoms

liberty...

freedom to choice

Decisions...

Sometimes with poor decisions we survive reprehends

Rebuked...

There's one consolation when we make poor decisions...if we almost always made the right decision, we wouldn't know how to handle it when we finally made a bad decision. I'm well versed in handling bad decisions, hehe! :laugh:

Some of those bad decisions can be life long

Yes, decisions that can't be changed are sometimes the most difficult to deal with.
Lifetime...

enduring

Persistence....

Oh, I got the squiggly lines from my browser saying I spelt that wrong. Usually I'm a better speller. It's even too hot to spell correctly, ha! :laugh:

prolonged

Yesterday our heat index here was 102, humidity was terrible.

Whoa!
Now that would definitely be a frizzy hair day for me. :laugh:

Ongoing...

well,well, well, our air conditioning went out yesterday. Of course it has to hit record highs.
Repairman can't be here for a couple of days now......

Suffering

Now that's some extremely bad timing! We have an ancient window air conditioner that did some sort of really weird thing where it went through all it's numbers. It went from 00 up to 99, then ran through turning everything on, it changed Fahrenheit/Celsius several times, even set it's own Economy button. I wasn't sure if it needed a repairman or an exorcist to be honest. Then it just started working again. I don't know if it was a self-test, or what it was. But since it's working now I just left it alone(but I only have it on when I'm home and don't set a timer or anything, because that was weird.)

Misery...

Could be the premonition of something about to go bonkers. Ours is fixed, felt sorry for the repairman working on it, humidity was so thick you could cut it with a knife......

Relief!