Too late to take it back...

Ever say something that you turned out to regret?

Last month I had a couple of middle schoolers ask to paint my face at our church kick off. I politely, but adamantly, declined for two reasons:

1. I was heading out to the golf course that afternoon and face paint makes golfers more angry than they already are.
2. I dislike face paint.

I made some comment that if they both showed up at our Tuesday middle school event together one week I would let them paint my face. Well, as it turns out they showed up tonight with a brand new package of face paints.

The repercussions? Three of us had our faces destroyed.

But I kept my word. That's got to be worth something, right?