Let’s be Joan Crawford’s Discipline

EAT PEAS!! EAT MEAT!

I’m 100 proof vodka, carried everywhere.

I’m the pool house / detention centre.

I'm repeating SURVIVE, SURVIVE, SURVIVE, .... as I try to outrace a moving vehicle... on foot!

I'm the rodeo.

I've been here many times before!

I’m not mad at you, OP, I’m mad at the dirt!

I'm no wire hangers.

[quote] I'm bigger and I'm faster. I will always beat you.

Stupid Tina!

I move the potted plant when mopping.

When all else fails, use a can of Old Dutch cleaning powder. Besides, what does that pitiful Ms. Jenkins know about cleanliness.

Amateur...

Sister, she's just a common tramp. Do you have a solitary confinement facility here at the abbey?

I’m yelling at the headmistress that she’s UNDERREACTING!

No you won't? YES YOU WILL.

I’m tearing down bitches AND bitches of bearing walls.

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Un-SUIT-able ? ! ? !

I’m the luck Christina needs after she’s not been given a cent for rent.

I’m strangulation.

I’m the iron clad willingness to fuck any director, any producer, anywhere, any time.

Q: Did you resent being pressured to use the casting couch?

A: Well, it sure beat the cold, hard floor!

I'm the refusal of meds since alcohol gets the job done.

I’m the empty flask that is thrown against the carseat after Joan tells Tina she should’ve known Tina knows where to find the boys, AND the booze.

Christopher, I'm going to WATCH you clean your foreskin thoroughly. There will be no smegma in this home!

I’m the decreasing vegetable portions that accompany Christina’s uncooked steak lunch.

I’m the harness strapping Christopher in bed.

I’m the sharp edge of a perfectly starched sleeve.

I was molested!

I’m the compliments to the Chadwick school and it’s IMPECCABLE reputation.

I’m drinking and driving.

“I’m not one of your fans!” 👋🏼

I’m the beautiful rose bushes that were “pruned” by Joan while wearing an Edith Head original ballgown in the garden. I’m also what appears to be menstrual blood on Joan’s face to denote scratches from said roses. Despite the pain of menses, Joan still makes sure both of her “bushes” are neatly trimmed…….

I'm the socks Joan can handle.

Carol Ann, I have asked you to keep the children quiet today. And for Christ's sake, get them out of the garden!

I'm the cries of "Barbara, please! Please, Barbara!" as some bitch I just met tries to involve herself in my personal family affairs.

Just watched ‘’Grand Hotel’’ 1932. She was great.Looked good-did a great job.I think she was around 26? Please don’t trash me but the film should be carefully and professionally COLORIZED.

I’m the raging that my daughter embarrassed me in front of a reporter. A REPORTER!

Abuse. Drunken rages. No memory of the violence once sober. I am JC fan but would not characterize her abuse as discipline.

I'm the restraints and forced enemas!

MiSs JeNkInS sAiD iT wAs ClEaN

^ But do you think it's clean?

I’m dunking my face in a bowl filled with 2 cups of water and 10 cups of ice cubes.

^ And a splash of vodka!

I'm the CHRISTMAS CARDS!

We’re the extra set of keys in Joan’s bedroom safe, to the keys to the kids’ bed straps. We are stored safely and far away from Tina and Chris in case either of them manages to escape and attempts to unlock the other one!

I’m the intense arms, hands and nails scrubbing scene in Mommy Dearest opening-love that!

Is the film a ‘’let’s be’’ thread of its own? -new to DL.

WHY DID YOU ADOPT ME?

I'm FOR CHRISSAKES! It's one of my go to catchphrases.