Of course not, you wild child. Richard's gonna woop you so bad, it's gonna leave a mark!
That reminds me of a childhood story that I laugh about every time that I think of it. My dad's dad left the family when dad was fairly young. My dad's brother is only about 4 or so years older than I am. All of the children had married and left home except for my uncle David. My grandmother couldn't control that wild child, so my dad told his mother to mark on a wall calender every day that uncle David badly misbehaved, and that on our weekly visit, dad would take the belt to him for every mark on the calender. I think that I've told you about all the woopins that I got as a hard headed wild child. So, I was delighted that someone else was gong to be the recipient of one or more of them. Next time we visited grandmother Hudson's house, I ran full steam to check on the calender to see if it had marks. My uncle David, probably 12 years old, saw us coming and took off running. I never did get to see him get the belt. I remind him of that from time to time.
