Back in my day, when I did something stupid and shameful, I got the crap beat out of me, and then I had so many chores for so long, it was six inches taller before I tasted freedom.
However I was not so Stupid, that it only happened once, my younger brother got the benefit of my demise, of course that was the plan all along.
And of course I didn’t even think about running away, I learned that through my older brother.
And back in those days when we did something stupid our friends didn't video record it and post it on Facebook for the whole world to see. :^)
We only got caught if a neighbor tattled...