I cannot believe I have never seen this, probably the most accurate description of what has been unsaid in my mind for all these years.
My Grandmother on my mothers side was scotch irish as hell, scared the hell out of us..
somewhere about 3 or 4 I did something that melted her heart and became her favorite;
remember sitting in her lap and she would yell at my cousins and scare the sh*t out of me
That "Volunteer" thing is some real a$$ sh*t in my family on both sides. "If you start anything I will beat the ever living hell out of you. Also if anyone starts anything with your family and friends and I hear you DIDN'T jump in there, I will beat the ever living hell out of you."
So at 5 you're given some measure of responsibility with all too real repercussions if wielded unwisely... LMAO
Vols B*tch