"Best whoopin" I ever got (if you can say that) was in middle school. I had broken my hand fighting at school and ended up getting a cast put on. When I got home I got a whoopin from dad for fighting (yeah I sorta started it, well I didnt back down ) so I got a whoopin, little did dad know I was still a bit loopy from the pain meds (they had to set 4 bones in my hand) so it really didn't hurt too bad, but I made sure I squeezed out those crocodile tears ;-)
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