I may have inadvertently given the impression that I received the bulk of the spankings doled out in my family. The truth is that while I certainly earned and received my share, all of my siblings shared the same fate for similar actions. This is the story of one of the times that two little feminine rear ends were turned bright pink – well…maybe red – at our house, but neither of them were on me. The Annual Fireman’s Carnival was (and still is!) a big event in this small rural town. Games, rides, food and friends attract the town to the carnival, and with the proceeds benefiting the group that may some day save your home if not your life the expense is really negligible. For many of us small town folk this is quite a happening. For me growing up out here in the sticks – and for the rest of the community – long before the development Disney and Six Flags parks, the rides and amusements were wonderful.
Disciplined on Carnival Day1
