Spankings Make Superb Stocking Stuffers
The holidays can be a turbulent time. The stress of decorating to make sure everyone is aware of your dedication to Christmas, maintaining a festive spirit throughout the month, buying guilt gifts for family members that you think deserve a spanking instead, baking enough fruit cake to satiate the cuckoo cousin who has a pattern of squatting down behind the table as if he were back in the war dodging enemy bullets in the bunker whilst bogarting the fruit cake as a protective shield from the rest of the dinner table. These Christmas catastrophes all collide into a lesson these spanked red, sore bottoms will not forget before New Years! Santa (little known fact: Santa is an exiled English teacher from Grammar Island that tries to inflict his barbaric “grammar culture” on our people. Christmas commie if you ask me.) might even spank me for writing such an awful run-on sentence so excuse me if this is a quick blog entry as I will have to quickly relocate to a tall mountain where those smug yet size challenged elves cannot reach me in an attempt to drag me down for discipline. Suck it elves, you smell like reindeer poop and everyone’s sick of your elvish squeals! Speak human already and lay off the egg nog, you little winter weiners! We have had enough of this holiday hogwash! We are fed up with this Christmas chaos!
I apologize for getting carried away in a wave of elf emotion and reindeer rage rants, so let’s get back to the real point here! As legend has it, if Santa cannot slide down the chimney and spank a little Christmas spirit into the naughty ninnies himself then he hands over the reins of authority to the elder of the family. The elder of the family sometimes has plenty of pent up annoyance from enduring the ill-mannered, lazy, uncouth youth of today. These elders are supposed to spank some sense into these worrisome whippersnappers before they are too far gone to the dark side. In this scene the eldest of our home gives me an ol’ fashioned spanking that rivals the strong stiff hand of Santa. I did deserve this spanking since my behavior was certainly not up to Christmas code but I do think they were a little brutal on my bum. This is the unspoken secret Christmas tradition to remind misbehaving kids to repent or reap the wrath of Santa’s Spank!! In this spankisode I am reliving a painful Christmas memory that started with my friend KoKo and I daintily decorating the family tree before we got in to trouble for being disrespectful daughters. I can still feel the lingering pain of each hard spank to my ginger butt and the searing embarrassment of being spanked in front of my bratty buddy. KoKo enjoyed seeing me disciplined in this one a little too much so you better believe she will get what’s coming to her! MERRY SPANKMAS EVERYBODY AND TO ALL A SPANK NIGHT!
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Here’s a bonus random non-Christmas spanking sample for all of you rebels that celebrate somethin’ else time time of year. I hope I recall all of the other winter holidays and I will probably be spanked if I happen to forget any in my holiday haze.. Here goes: Happy Kwanzaa, Happy Chanukah, Merry Mancini Day(for those diehard Mancini fans), Merry Manilow Day(For the jilted Manilow fans that got kicked out of the Mancini Day parties and had to jump ship), Happy Festivus for the rest of us and Happy Eloping Elves day (the one day a year elves are allowed to elope on the planet earth without being arrested). Here’s your alternative holiday treat. It is served best with a dash whackskey (excuse the dumb typo: I meant to say whiskey):