Under that heading....
I had to FORCE my son and his buddies to wash the Caddy yesterday (because it was going to rain all weekend) because I've been fighting with a slipped disc all week. No big secret I'm disabled, and often have to wear a back brace. Teenage boys being as they are (although THESE THREE all graduated last summer) their attention span is about 30 seconds long.
So, during the course of washing the Caddy I was trying to get them to pay attention to getting the wheels & wheel wells done right. (These Cadillac wheels have a zillion tiny squares in them.) Well anyhow... I was trying to get down to show them what/how I wanted it done, not being able to bend at all... and sure enough, caught one of them mocking the way I was moving. Had I been able at the time I'd beat the ^%#%#^*&%$@#!$^ out of him!
As it was, I did get back at him a little later. Had some left over DG 901 that I poured back into a water bottle from the foam gun. Being as it was all pretty, red, and looked like Koolaid I put the bottle up to his nose and told him to smell it, (pretending it was drinkable) then I squeezed the bottle and filled his nose and face with it! :target: