Well I have the Catholic story to end them all! This happened three years ago. My very strict and old school mom made me go to Catholic High School afetr she left my dad, and her and I moved to our new town. My mom became friends with one of the Sisters there. My grades were sucking bad so the good sister would come to our apartment after school, just down the start from the school, while my mom was at work and tutor me. During one of our sessions I unintentionally ohwell called her a bitch. What I didn't know was my mom gave the sister the permission to punish me just like she did. (What you must know about my mom was 1. She is a bigger lady 2.She believed that as long as I lived in her house, I was her child and she could turn me over her knee and take down my pants.)

So you can only guess what happened next, my bottom was bright red when the sister was done, and yes I the "tough" teenager had tears in my eyes. And then of course my mom came home and turned me over her knee..... frown

Being Catholic Sucks sometimes! ohwell

"Every man has but one destiny."
-Vito Corleone