I heard that pretty regularly, but the most memorable moment was when I was
thrown out of Kindergarten, I think it was the second day of school. I had a crush on a pretty little thing, Jessica Vicaro (I will never forget her), so I kissed her. She screamed, so I dove under a table to hide. I remember thinking that if I couldn't see them, they couldn't see me. Well as it turns out, they could see me, and when the Principle reached under the table to pull me out, I bit his hand, right between his thumb and forefinger. He lifted me up, cradled across his chest, so I bit him again, as it turns out right on his nipple. He took me to his office where he called my mom.
When she got to his office, he told her I was being suspended. When my mom asked why, he showed her his bloody hand, and then pulled up his shirt to show the bloody ring of teeth marks around his nipple. At that point my mother, embarrassed by all of this, apologized for my behavior. Then she stood up and grabbed my be the hair and dragged me out of the office and all the way home (Thankfully we only lived a block away). All the way home she kept muttering "Just you wait until your father gets home". By the grace of god, she calmed down before he got home, and I could hear her laughing as she relayed the story to my dad. They both had a good laugh by the end, and I suspect this was the ONLY reason I was grounded until I went back to school instead of getting "THE BELT".