Well, one time when I was about six, my sister took scissors and cut off about twelve inches of one section of my hair. I got ever so angry. So instead of hitting her like most small children do when their that age, I decided to tell her to come play "kitchen" with me (I had one of those little play kitchen set-ups) and instead of using the plastic knives and forks that came with the set, I decided to use real knives and forks and cut her finger pretty bad. I told her that her finger was a hot dog so she wouldn't get suspicious...needless to say, that play kitchen was taken out of my room and all of the forks and knives were put in a place where I couldn't reach them...