Oh my God, you just reminded me of the time I got grounded for like 6 months.

When I was 12 or so my 11 year old brother and I discovered we could open up ms paint on my dad's computer and edit this cartoon my he had been making for some presentation at work. It's a fairytale type thing about a princess in the woods.

We start editing the text into some sort of bestiality erotic novel, drawing/editing beautiful cocks onto the animals, and just having a good time, really. We muck about for an hour, get bored and then just click on the x in the top right corner and walk away from the computer.

My dad gets home a couple hours later with a couple guys from work to I guess go over this presentation before they give it the next day. He opens it up and, boom: our glorious finally of all the animals jizzing on the princess pops up on the projector. My dads confusion changes to unbridled fury as he comes to two realizations: he's going to be up all night fixing his presentation and his kids are absolutely FUCKED.

The other guys were laughing and insisted he go through the rest of the story, so my brother and I sat in terror as our dad took us backwards though that x-rated journey through the woods. By the end the anger had left my dads face and he just seemed disturbed. I think he learned a little too much about how truly depraved his two preteen kids were.