http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-5372669/Man-spanks-toddler-says-Mexico.html

A drunk man was arrested in a Georgia grocery store on Tuesday after allegedly spanking a stranger’s toddler son when he heard him whining that he was not allowed a candy bar. Juan Guvarra Martinez, 62, was standing behind James ‘Logan’ Morris in line at a Kroger in Newnan, near Atlanta, on Tuesday. He overheard Morris’s son ask for a candy bar and watched as he began to cry after being told no. The man is then said to have grabbed the boy by the arm and hit him around the wrist before twisting him round to spank his bottom three times. According to boy’s father, he told him: ‘This is what we do to kids in Mexico.’ Morris, a plumber, was calm and took his son back, saying: ‘Buddy, we are not in Mexico.’ Morris said the man hit his son three times on the backside. The child stopped crying and was in shock, he said.

Commentary by Nacho Mota

If America had more brave vatos like this we wouldn’t have so many crying gringo ninos en la tiendas. Then you could buy your frijoles y tortillas in peace and quiet without hearing the whines of a nino wanting a candy bar.

In Mexico if a nino cries en la tienda, the closest vato grabs him and spanks his ass 3 times. Then he yells out, “Aye-Aye-Aye! Viva la Mexico!” And then everybody en la tienda starts singing “La Cucaracha” and dancing salsa. It becomes a fiesta, ese.

One time I was en la tienda en Mexico and this little nino was crying because he wanted a tamale. The little boy’s madre was just ignoring him and I was trying to pick out a ripe avocado. After about 10 seconds I couldn’t take it anymore and I yelled, “Callate!” I took off my cinturon and whipped his ass.

The nino’s madre got on her knees and started kissing my pointed botas. She kept saying, “gracias, senor.” We went back to her place and she cooked me tacos and polished my botas. After her ocho ninos went to sleep, I let her polish my verga tambien.

The next morning she brought me desayuno in bed. As I ate the delicioso huevos rancheros she polished my verga again. She was a great cook and had a maravilloso mouth.

While she was taking a siesta, I grabbed my pointed botas and left. I wrote her a little letter to express my gratitude: “Gracias por la mamada, puta. Hasta pronto. Con amor, Nacho.”