When I was a kid, if there was a food/drink/activity that I didn't enjoy, my dad would always bust out with "It will put hair on your chest," to try to convince me to do it. Of course, he was joking, but when you're seven years old, you're gullible, so I was convinced that certain things would indeed put hair on my chest. I devoured boxes of Wheaties because of my naivety and my dad's sense of humor.
Here's my short list of things that I was convinced would put hair on my chest as a kid:
What's on your list?
Yukon Jack (still cant stand it, unless it's christmas eve)
Tabasco (I think it's my blood type now)
Cornmeal Mush (Like yellow grits with milk and sugar)
I remember having a male teacher all through my years in elementary school that used that phrase on me every time I complained about having to do something I didn't want to do, such as learning to type. I could site more examples, but I'd be showing myself for the old man I am every way but physically. When my teacher would tell me that, I'd always think that as an 8-year-old or however old I was, I didn't need chest hair and that I'd have it when I got older. Sure enough..... :)
My family has always used this phrase to describe anything spicy. Or strong alcohol.
Holding my breath for over a minute
Catching grasshoppers, frogs, tadpoles, lizards, crawfish
Going into dark drainage tunnels
Tackle football (no pads)
Knocking on people's doors and then running away
Sleeping outside in my fart sack
Exploring the neighborhood
Exploring the woods by neighborhood
Winning bike races
Winning foot races
Bad construction projects (we built a club house)
That'll do the trick.
I love that phrase, it was always teamed up with "it'll build character" for just about anything you didn't want to do.
My old man was another of the fathers that would use this line. I know that I once heard it in a movie called Willow. But more to the point, my father would often say "It'll put hair on your chest" in order to coerce me to try any of the following:
A new food
Watching a certain movie from his youth
Love that phrase!
As a kid - usually when it came to ingesting anything I thought was nasty, yucky, or too green. I typically use it for spicy foods and high gravity beverages. Always fun to use it on the girls/ladies.
My parents used that expression all the time, for anything I didn't like to eat, e.g., liver, brocoli (love brocoli now), other things that have slipped my mind. What's interesting and maybe more important is that in using that expression they were conveying the message that hair on one's chest was a good thing and something to aspire to (genetics notwithstanding), and indirectly that it was a symbol of masculinity and something to be proud of. Unlike today where guys shave, trim, and wax off chest hair.