The obvious consequence for his actions are right there. Use the mystery cans of food against him (put them inside a pillowcase and use it to thrash the devil out of him)
Well now everyone’s having lucky dip dinners from now on
Nah. We’re making a grocery run to get new stuff for everyone else and the shithead gets mystery cans until they’re eaten.
And by “everyone”, you mean “just that kid”, right?
Guess it’s supper roulette time! Kid even gets to choose the can!
- Why is the casserole so dry? Well the cream of mushroom soup turned out to be garbanzo beans.
- Why are the nachos so soggy? The refried beans turned out to be coconut milk.
- Oh boy! Spaghetti with progresso and meatballs.
- And for dessert? Mmmm, baked bean upside down cake!
Nah that makes the whole family suffer. I don’t have to eat pineapple lasagna just because the kid acted like a brat
Idk if I knew this was the outcome of my sibling doing this I’d be fully on board just to mess with them and teach them the lesson lol.
But everyone is different ofc
This is an excellent idea. Now, not only as a kid eating crappy food. The entire family is annoyed with the kid. This is a win-win
It’s not a war crime if they’re not prisoners of war. 🤭
And most importantly: it’s never a war crime the first time
Just Google the codes printed on the can
But you gotta then remember the codes, you pick them up and shake them near your ear and say what it is.
Best part is you’ll learn what your common canned foods sound like so even when they try to trick you by pulling off a can you don’t know you’ll still nail it. Never miss an opportunity to make your kids think your magic or something.
I wore the exact same shirt, shorts and shoes for 7 years in a row to our family reunion so when we took the group picture I always looked identical. I also stood on the very end each time. I did this while she was 1-7 so that one day she will look at them, notice it, and ask why. At which point she will discover her dad is a time traveler.
Top tier Dad trolling. I’m looking forward to my stepson thinking I’m some kind of secret agent because he only sees me a few times a year and will be inundated with stories of adventure and intrigue.
Mah fookin beans mate
Honestly, we’re going to see this kid on a dateline special and the psychiatrist will spout off some name in Latin for this disorder.
Can lottery!
Post-apocalyptic lootboxes.
I’d be honestly amazed at labels coming off so cleanly.
That was my initial reaction. “Great peeling, junior.”
I never understood being grounded. When I was a kid, we just snuck out anyway because what are they gonna do, super ground us?
In my house it was:
Grounded.
Grounded to bedroom
Grounded to bedroom with all toys locked away (books didn’t count)
I loved reading so I mostly just stopped there and read 30 volumes of old science magazines in a row.
For me at least, being grounded was the preferable alternative to having my ass beaten physically off my body with the nearest leather belt or wooden implement. I can serve my time and be free afterward, or I can make things worse for everyone involved, and still be grounded but also be physically harmed while I’m grounded.
Was this good and right? Hell if I know, man. It feels like a fundamental disrespect of someone’s human rights, but also, I was ten, and it succeeded in teaching me to be less of an incorrigible little fucker.
It’s called child abuse.
It was wrong and there were other ways to get you to be less of an incorrigible little fucker that wouldn’t have hurt you so much.
There would have been so many other ways to shape your attitude, which you probably developed because of your parents to begin with. Sorry they failed you and that you had to experience that.
Yet another in a long series of examples of why I never wanted kids.
This would be the highlight of my week. I love telling my friends about the devious shit my 2 yo comes up with this is peak rebellion.
Are you afraid they will be just like you?
I’d hate them less than the mini-yous looking for petty reasons to be mean on the internet.
Looks like I touched on the truth since the only way it can be seen by some as mean to point it out. When its a honest question since everyone was a child at some time and its pretty insane to hate kids when we all were a child at one time. Its better though for the people who can’t stand kids to not have them. After all they are probably not qualified to manage their own lives.
What truth? They said they didn’t want the experience of having kids, not that they hate kids. Lol
After all they are probably not qualified to manage their own lives.
And you double down.
Nope just telling it like it is. Nothing you can say can change that.
You’re not “telling it like it is” if you misunderstand or deliberately twist what they mean. Don’t be so stubborn, jc. lol
I’m not misunderstanding anything. You are though. Kinda sad really.
You do know that odd stuff happening kind of makes life worth living? This is a mild inconvenience in the moment but a story to tell and laugh about for decades. This is net positive by miles and miles.
I chuckled once reading the story, but if it was my kid I’d be furious for a day and think it was hilarious for weeks, including that day
I’d just cook normal recipes but with a random can whenever it called for a can of something. Then thats whats for dinner and if the kiddo don’t like, he can go hungry until breakfast.
This pic is so old it owes a caveman $20.
Caveman no have can opener. Caveman sad.
This reminds me of an episode of Home Improvement. When they bought cans of food with the labels peeled off because they were pretty much free.
Tim said, ‘these have no labels on them. They could be artichokes or dog food’ and one of the boys (forgot who) said, ’ the way mom cooks… I don’t think it makes a difference’.
There was also a skit on the Wayne and Schuster show about the “Super No-Frills” grocery store featuring this as one of their cost savings features.
Grounding kids normalizes the prison industrial complex. Punishing kids teaches them to fear your judgment. Teach them that what they did is wrong in a positive, constructive way, by talking things out, and helping them to understand
Easier said than done sometimes and speaking as a parent we aren’t all perfect and individuals (parents and children) vary.
Lol.
Guess what “kid” is having for dinner for the next month?
What’s for dinner?
Can.
Mmmmm…peas and diced pineapple!
Can we have it in an aspic?
Hahaha
Exactly!
Fun to imagine but not realistic in real world.
Except I had a very similar experience growing up, so, yea, realistic.
I didn’t remove the labels, but we definitely had “canned surprise” until the unlabelled cans were used up.
Besides, who cares how realistic it is? It’s a joke.
Beans, and uh beans?
“How should I know? You ripped all them labels off, you tell me?”
