It seems that I am always having to discipline young Kodders but he just will not learn. I was supposed to be having an evening out with Mr. Stern but while we were out shopping Kodders ran into my legs with the supermarket trolley and left me badly bruised. Now I intend to give him some nasty bruises with the aid of my selection of very stingy nasty slippers. I am going to thrash his bare bottom till he can't sit down and make him a very sorry man.