Cake and Spankings on Birthdays

I am going to eat a piece of cake every single day this week.  I have it all planned out.  On Monday, it is my little sister, Abbe's birthday.  So naturally we would have a cake.  On Wednesday, it is Richard and my birthday, but out little brother, David, has a baseball game, so we are celebrating on Tuesday, so we will have another cake.  One Wednesday, I am going to bring a cake to Latin just to make sure that I have some cake every day this week.  On Thursday is Pie day.  In math, we have to make something that relates to pie day and bring it to class to eat.  I am going to make a cake, so when I eat it, I will be eating my piece of cake for Thursday.  On Friday, I am going to eat some leftover cake so that I can make sure that I finish the week that I planned for cake eating.  On Saturday, I am going to make a cake so that I can continue with my cookie eating.  On sunday, I still have to figure out when I am going to eat cake.  I might just have to eat left overs.  I don't want to eat a lot of cake, so the pieces that I eat will be really really really tiny.  

Every year on your birthday, my uncle gives you spankings.  They were always terrible.  On more than one occasion, they have been so hard that the sibling being spanked has cried.  Both of them were boys and they were not happy at all. But it has all been done in the spirit of fun, and everyone loves it unless they are the ones being spanked.  One year, we got my uncle a paddle to spank us with and we all signed it..except me, so I couldn't get spanked with it.  When I was 12, I made a contract that said that he could not spank us past 13.  That year, I wrestled with him so much that it took about 20 minutes for me to get all of my spankings and he got so hot that he had to take off his nice work shirt and only wear is pants and an undershirt.  He was actually sweating by the time that he was through with me.  He got Richard really fast.  This year, my dad and mom said that it is a good thing he doesn't spank me anymore because they don't think that he could actually catch me.  And even if he did, he wouldn't be able to hold on long enough to actually spank me.  It works out quite nicely for me.  Being the oldest of all the kids in our family, Richard and I get to watch everyone else suffer the spankings.  It is always a pleasure to watch!