Well, I got paddling all the way up through high school, too! So there. I use to live in Jacksonville, FL and it took an act of Congress and the Presidents signature to be able to punish a kid like this. But when I moved up to Mississippi, aw man, every kid for themselves. I remember the first paddlin i got was because I threw a Chewbaca doll and hit my Math teacher in the head with it. From there on out, i recieved countless whoopings.

Another story, me and my best friend, Clint, use to get paddlings almost everytime we stepped into Mrs. Spearman's class. Class Clowns. She was an older woman, so it never really hurt and was almost always worth it. On one occasion, I recieved mine first, then stepped back to watch Clint get his. I kid you not, the woman was lifting her front leg off the ground. Classic.