I'm not gonna lie, my mom and I have our yelling matches day to day, and my dad and I don't see eye to eye every now and then either. The thing is I have the utmost respect for them, and they respect me too ...they have respect for me ... that I have earned. They don't owe me a thing, but they are proud of me. That kid needs a backhand and a sleeper hold. That is ridiculous. My parents and I yell... that's it. My mom is 100% Sicilian and I am half that, so we're just loud. Everyone raises their voice and it doesn't bother anyone. And I got my fair share of spankin's when i was younger and my little brother too.
Tell you what, if that was my kid, that would equal a fight. Just like my dad said to me "C'mon Mr. Barney-badass, whatcha got?!" And he'd pick me up 8 ft in the air with one arm and man I shrunk like a puppy, and I bet this lil spoiled rotten fatazz would too.