LambsEye wrote: » My mom would ALWAYS threaten us with the wooden spoon. Until I hid it, I knew it was gone, she knew it was gone but neither one could stand down. So she'd pretend to rattle the drawer, getting the spoon and I'd pretend to be scared. She started using the spatula then. Also: "I'll brain you" Also: (When my Mam wanted to emotionally scar us) "I'll leave now and I'll go up the mountain at Ballyhooly and you won't see me again."
Jeremiah 16:1 wrote: » Ballyhooly's not that high. I think your mom was bluffing, personally.:pac: My Mom's threats: "I'll get the wooden spoon!" "You'll get the hooby-gannett!"-I've literally no idea what this means... "I'll take away the television and you'll never watch it again." "You won't be going to town Saturday!"
danslevent wrote: » So American :P My Mam would say, "I'll leave the house and get an apartment in town" when I was younger and would fight with my sisters. Empty, empty threats! :P
Alter-Ego wrote: » The wooden spoon of course. Always a threat, never used. Another one was "I'll sell ya to the gypsies"
Fishie wrote: » If we were bickering in the car, my mum would tell us she'd dump us at the side of the road and drive off. She actually did this once to my sister, she only drove around the corner but the point was made!
some_dose wrote: » Every morning we'd be passing by the hospital and my dad used to say to me and my sisters that there was a room in the hospital where there were witches and that if we were bad we would be sent there. Terrified me for years.
Lockstep wrote: » I hated that wooden spoon. It seems to be a uniquely Irish method of keeping kids in line.
Alan_007_ wrote: » "The man will come over and give out to you"