When I was a kid, I hated homework and being forced to do it before play time always made me mad. After a rough day of school I was gonna sit down to enjoy Nintendo, but my dad threatened to ground me if I didn't get right to those math problems. I remember saying under my breath "
Retribution}} Yeah, well I hope something bad happens to you." The very next day, I come home from school to find out that he ended up in the hospital with bronchitis, and he wasn't even a smoker. He got better, but mom's old speeches about words having power meant alot more from that point...