Friday, December 19, 2025

Little Billy enjoyed himself thoroughly, except for the spanking afterward

 


2 comments:

  1. I was about 4 yrs when I really very much wanted to see what color the paint in a gallon can. Of course I could read, but I wanted to see it.
    I found something - not a can opener - and pried away.

    It took some effort but I wasn't going to give up. Finally the lid let go and yellow paint splashed in my hair, across my face, my arms and legs, and the back seat of the car. I had gone with mom on errands and had stayed in the car while she ran in for a chat with a friend. I do not remember a whooping.

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