Forget The Paddle
Usually the rule was I would be paddled my age, and strapped half my age. But when I was twelve one time, that rule went out the door. My cousin Katie, nine at the time, and myself were running through my uncles house one day, just as he was getting home from work. We came around the corner and slammed right into the lamp, which went crashing to the floor. We both froze, and knew our bottoms were gonna get it. I guess he had had a bad day at work, because he took his belt off right there, without yelling or anything, and began whipping my cousin right there infront of everyone. As she was crying, he told me to go upstairs and take off my shorts and bend over the bed. I did as I was told, and listened as my cousins whipping went on for about five minutes. I places the paddle next to me on the bed, and waited. When he finally came in, he said the paddle and my underwear weren't required, double my age with the belt, and an extra ten on my thighs for ruining his night.