How about a "back in the day my dad whooped some butt!" Thread?

When I was about 8, I was hanging out with some bad kids. We decided it would be cool to take up smoking. One day, we were hanging out in a football equipment shed at a school smoking, and one of the idiots threw his butt in a trash can full of paper. A couple of us (including me) barely made it out. I lost a snowboot somehow, so it made it easy for the FD to track where we went in the snow.
I remember walking in the kitchen into something like an interrogation. Don't remember much past that, but to this day, if I even try to light a cigarette, I puke. I'm glad for that whoopin'.