I remember in 5th grade, I got in trouble for "hitting" the lunch lady. So I went to get my lunch, and the lady caughed in my food accidentally. I was royally pissed! I went to the bathroom and wet a napkin and returned to my table. At my table, I could clearly see the lunch table. So I threw the wet napkin at her, and she started freaking out. So she returned to serve lunch again. At that moment I took off the top of my hamburger bun filled with ketchup and mustard and hit her squarely in her eye. She saw me, and started crying and ran. I thought I was safe....until I got home. My mom simply made me turn around, pull down my own pants, she folded the belt and clapped it, made me smell the clapped leather, and gave me the ass whoppin of my life. Whats worse is that she made me apologize to the lunch lady.