The end of the story: Powder horn and poof go your eyebrows.

Conclusion to the story originally posted October 2010.

“What the hell just happened?” yelled the father of the boy whose house all the pandemonium had just occurred.  The boy who lived in the house sang like a canary without failing to leave out any details of the mishap. The dad basically retraced pop’s steps from that day, stopping at each parent’s house and informing them of the boy’s mischief. Obviously the last house they stopped at was pop’s. His mom is informed of the day’s events and promises Pop that he will get his later!

Now, this isn’t where the story ends. Pop knew that his mom meant that she would spank him later. If his mom couldn’t catch him she would wake him up during the night, give him his spanking, and put him back in bed. Grandma could do this in the dark and without incurring any personal injuries to her person.  Pop, knowing this, would avoid his mom the rest of the evening. He decided to invite Tom Slauterover for the night.

Bedtime and they are ready to settle in. Pop says, “Tom, you go ahead and sleep in my bed tonight.” Tom settles in and is fast asleep. Sometime during the night my grandmother slipped into the room yanked Tom from the bed and proceeded to give him the spanking of his life. The next morning Tom left before breakfast. Later that week Tom told Pop: “ Bob, I don’t think your mom likes me very well.” As far as Pop...he was off the hook! His mom thought she had "given him his."