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I too, am familiar with a switch. The peach limb was absolutley the worst. The most memorable time being right before getting in the car to go to school when I was little. The switch and the belt(by my dad) always had me doing the whole "Indian Dance" as well. My dad got wise to having to chase my behind and legs in a circle and had me face the wall. So then I tried hopping up and down on each foot like I was stepping on hot coals. That did not help my situation at all.
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