How dinosaurs died, explained. Definitively. Or not.
Written June 8th, 2008 at 10:46am in Humor, Uncategorized

Forget “click it or ticket”, this is the way to scare people, especially those silly little gnomes we call children, into wearing their seatbelts.

Personally, I’d have used a picture every kid’s favorite dinosaur, Barney, for added impact. Then again, I’m wretched, wretched woman.

That reminds me of my family using scare tactics on me as a child. When I was a kid, my little old Serbian granny used to scare the ever-loving crap out of me by telling me that if I did anything she deemed unsavory, this hot bitch would come get me and gobble me up.

We called her “Baba Roga”, in Russian she’s “Baba Yaga” (In some languages, the “Yaga” part is a diminutive form of the Slavic name Jadwiga: (Jaga/Jagusia/Jadzia, etc.), and she’s referenced in most Slavic cultures in some incarnation or another, but essentially the story is the same. She lives in the forest, she eats kids with her razor sharp teeth, no matter how many delightful little angels she eats, she still stays bony and scary- looking, her house has chicken feet on it, etc etc.

Oh. And if that wasn’t bad enough, in my family’s region, “Roga” refers to her having horns. So just in case her potentially eating you didn’t do the trick, the horns would clinch it.

So let’s review. Dinosaurs died because they didn’t wear seatbelts, a little children that don’t do their homework are eaten by a decrepit old beast.

We’re a lot “softer” on kids these days. People want to communicate through proper channels, give time outs, and tell their children they’re great at everything they try.

But is it doing us any favors? Do we love the way kids these days are turning out? I don’t know, I’m not a parent, so don’t write me telling me how wrong I am for suggesting there might not be anything wrong with going old-school with your parenting once in a while.

If you think your little ones could benefit from having the shit scared out of them from time to time, all you have to do is show them this and then tell them that Baba Wino will put them in a meat grinder and then smoke them like a crack rock.

3 Comments
  1. hey nice post… made me nostalgic,,, even i started thinking abt my childhood days.. my grandma stories etc etc… good one..

  2. jordan

    Thank you!

  3. Chris

    In Louisiana, the creature the grownups liked to use to scare us was called the “loup garou”. It would come out of the swamp at night and steal children. Yet there were never any children missing, strangely enough…

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