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Originally Posted by Plankton
My Stepdad beat the **** outta me when I stole the old lady's Buick when I was 15. I was high asf too, and laughed my ass off as the punches landed. They hurt like hell, but I thought it was pretty ****ing funny.
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My favorite story from my mother about her and my aunts and uncles was when they were all lined up for some transgression and she got unfairly blamed for something and got smacked in the face (spanking is a thing with us but getting smacked in the face is our preferred punishment). She knew that she wasn't responsible for whatever and so she just started laughing at the absurdity of it all and my grandfather couldn't handle it and just was like, "What the **** are you laughing at?" and she just kept laughing and probably got the **** beat out of her and I like to think that she laughed the whole time like a deranged maniac cause that would be the only justice in the situation.
Knowing me I probably would have been the same but would have adopted an antagonistic approach kinda sort of like Good Will Hunting with Will asking to get hit by the wrench, "Cause **** him that's why." I would have been a constant target for abuse but I would have been unhinged and laughed in his face until he didn't even know what was going on which would have made me laugh even more until I'd have needed therapy just to not associate violence with humor.
Note how I associate all negative things with humor.