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All of that is so very true. One of the highlights of my childhood was the time we built this fort out in the woods. That thing was an injury a day waiting to happen lol... best one was the time we made arrows from whittled up sticks and this one kid got nailed in the leg with one of them -- went almost thru his calf.
His dad was a baseball coach at the high school and someone had to go get him to come and get his kid out of the woods, since the kid obviously couldn't walk.
Then there was the time I got grounded for week for making my best friends shithead cousin eat mudpies with rocks in them ;)
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