My Dad had this willow stick to use whenever we'd act up and be bad. Anyway I saw where he would put it (up high on top of the fridge cupboard) so I climbed up and got rid of it!
At least a month goes by without us getting in trouble then one day we fucked up. So he goes to reach for his willow stick (oop) then he says, "Where the fuck is that stick?!"
He just ended up making us go get another one so he could beat our asses, I turn to my brother with it like, "Do you think this works? *WHACK*"
