Lol! My grandmother (German - dads side), reached over and popped the holy stuffing outta me with the metal of a fly swater for farting at the dinner table.... I was so afraid I did not even cry.... Just paralyzed with fear.... My dad leaned over and whispered that when we got home.... "Son, your ass is grass".... Then the mighty river of tears.... I knew beyond all else I pissed off G-Ma and there is hell to pay!