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>I remember one time in 1992 when i was 11. My friend >and I decided to toss a couple ketchup bombs in a >local pub then run away. Unfortunately 2 ladies from >the bar ran after us and they caught us. One was a >waitress and the other was a customer whom we had >gotten ketchup all over. We were escorted in the back >door and brought upstairs to the office. An older >lady was sitting there as well as another lady and the >2 that chased after us closed the office door behind >them so all 4 ladies were in this big office with us. > >The older lady was the owners wife and she did not >yell, she instead educated us on the dangers of what >we did. Then she gave us a choice. She said that her >and the 3 other ladies are all mothers and said that >she can either call the cops who will tell our parents >or the ladies demonstrate what they would do if we >were there kids. I knew my parents would kill me and >so would my friends so we decided to choose option B. > >They left the room for a couple minutes while my >friend and i started to get nervous. After a few >minutes my friend was escorted out. I could hear >music going on downstairs but i could faintly hear the >sound of a belt crack. A few minutes later my friend >was brought back in and he was crying and holding his >bottom. She owner told him to stand in the corner and >not move. > >She then took me by the arm and brought me to a little >room at the end of the hall and she kind of jokingly >asked me if I knew what i was about to get. It was a >little storage room. I saw a stool near a wall and 2 >of the ladies were holding a large belt and a wooden >paddle which i found out was a giant unused bread >board. I was told if my friends tears were any >indication i should know what was going to happen. My >pants were pulled down then i was told to put my knees >on the stool and put my hands on the smaller chair in >front of me. I was paddled and strapped hard by all 4 >ladies and each took turns holding me down. After >many hard hits with each implement i was escorted back >to the office and told to stand in the corner and not >move while my friend was then escorted out by the >waitress while the owner sat in the office with me. A >few minutes later he was brought back crying harder >then before then the waitress escorted me back out. I >was getting scared but my pleas were on deaf ears. I >was escorted back to the room where i was punished >earlier. I was told the ladies i hit with the ketchup >bomb are not finished with me. The waitress then >repulled my pants down and bent me over and held me >down while the ladies used the leather belt and gave a >whole lot of strikes with the belt. > >As promised they never said a word to my folks or to >the cops. Ironically though i went to that pub when i >was of age and the waitress from before was the >manager. She told me one speck of trouble and i was >out. I told her "yes maam" as even as an adult i was >scared of her.

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