“You better stop crying, or I’ll give you something to cry about”, or
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I did not say that, but I did hear it a lot, especially after a good switching.
LOL.
Of course, my mother would stomp her foot to the floor, accelerate that old 1964 Chrysler New Yorker station wagon (with a 400+ cubic inch engine it) up to about 90-100 mph which would terrify all of us because she could be a bit crazy like that (six kids all a year apart, dad away all the time in the Navy) and she would scream “I’M NOT SLOWING THIS CAR DOWN UNTIL YOU ALL SHUT UP AND BEHAVE!”
Needless to say, we would shut up and behave.
For a little while.