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I was almost never "drugged" as a kid. My dad let me make my own choices, under a very simple set of rules. Breaking them led to very unforgiving punishment.
I was never sent to my room, never had a "time out", etc.
I got my butt whipped.
I found out by watching my cousin that in our family stealing was punishable by having your favorite possessions given away to complete strangers. A nice bit of "see how it feels?" that worked like magic.
I know what I was like as a kid and I'd be in jail now if not for the firm hand taken to me as a youth.
Always fair, always firm. Those appear to be my father's watch words when raising kids. I'm grateful.
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* Sent via Scooby-Doo decoder ring
Disclaimer: I really have no idea WTF I'm talking about.

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