I was maybe 7 or 8, and my dad had been given a set of book matches that had a pic of a baby boy in front, and when you opened it up, one match popped out that resembled a penis. I got the bright idea of taking it to school (I stole it off of my dads desk in his study) and I got caught. The female teach had no sense of humor, but the Art Teacher, who took me to the Principle and the Principle him self, were easy going good natured sorts. The Principle, trying to act stern, asked me why I had brought this item to school, then opened it up. In my juvenile enthusiasm, I yelled out, “It’s a weenie!” The Principle and the Art Teacher almost fell down laughing, told me they were confiscating the item, and told me to go back to class. Adding that if anyone inquired, I had been given licks with the paddle. (I didn’t, but I was more than willing to go along with the ruse). I still hold these guys in the highest esteem.