When my brother and I were young teens, that was my Dad's line to us when he got home from work and spoke to my mom about the previous night's goings on.

"I'm going get you both! That way I know that at a minimum I got the right one. Sorry in advance, to the other guy!"

Then off came the belt! Yikes!

Based on what had usually gone on - and looking back on things - I can't say that I blame him....