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I went to DoD schools most of my life, so paddling was pretty much unheard of to me until we moved to Georgia for my senior year.
I got sent to the vice principal's office for something and he told me I was going to be paddled. Oh really? I was almost 18 years old, so I told him that wasn't going to happen and he told me that if I didn't submit, he was going to call my father. I told him to go right on ahead and do that. I'll take an ass whipping from my father but there was no way in hell I was going to let him paddle me.
He called my dad. He showed up about an hour later, listened to both of us, then told the vice principal, "There he is. If you think you can get away with it, go for it."
I copped a week's suspension instead.
