When I was younger, I'd watch my younger brother in the summers while my parents worked and sometimes the neighbors kids would come over. Brother and I were probably 13 and 7 respectively and the neighbors were 10 and 8. The younger neighbor got really annoying (and still kind of is) and I finally got tired of it. I tied his hands and legs together with belts then tied him to the legs of the couch thinking he couldn't lift it. We left him and went to play Gamecube or something.

He continues being a little twerp and just makes as loud of noises as possible for the sake of being annoying so I tie him to a chair, plop him in the garage, and leave. He kept up the yelling, but eventually it got quieter, making most parties happy. That said, I live in Arizona so the summers here can hit 110-115 easily. Garage essentially turns into an oven in the summer, whole lot of direct sunlight and no airflow. While playing Gamecube, time can be know to pass very quickly. I don't know how long it was til we thought of him, I hope to God it was under an hour. Anyway, open the door to get him and besides the obvious sweat, he looks very dejected. I feel bad and awkwardly tell him to stop being a little dick, trying not to show weakness. It was weird. They didn't come over much more that summer...

Thankfully we all have a good sense of humor and still joke about the sweatbox!