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Originally Posted by marquise1911
My mom would whoop the hell out of us while cooking the dinner we would have to eat, still breathing hard w/ snot running down out our nose. Needless to say she never burned the rice...
*** dropping DEAD @*** "like she just stepped off a perm box" 
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For real! My mom would beat my azz and then flip that hair back and be like, "Shut all that up! Now imma be late for work! C'mon!" Now I gotta go to school with blood shot eyes, asthmatic breathing, and dried up tears on my face! So who says now-a-days you can't whoop an azz or two or three?