If you were to give your three year old kid a baseball bat and said “hit me in the butt” you might expect him to be confused like “me no wanna hurt daddy.” I said you might expect him to be confused. The real outcome is that your kid would delight in nothing more than whooping your ass with a Fred Flintstone sized plastic bat. And if you think the three year old is going to have some fun, wait until you put the bat in the hands of a six year old. “Hayeeahh!! Let’s do it baby!!” were that last words I heard before I got a major league home run smack to my rear. I mean, who doesn’t like to watch their kids having fun? It’s just a little disconcerting watching them have so much fun at your expense. Okay, it wasn’t that bad because I had these wussy shorts on that were padded. The one beer I was drinking, however, did nothing for the pain. Watch this… but you know, don’t try it at home, mainly because I already did it and you’d be copying me.