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Originally Posted by Myst
and then there was this one time i got mad at my dad because he wouldn't let me carry his rifle.. so i took it when he wasn't looking and shot my cousin in the arm.. i was also 3 at the time..
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um..shooting somone is funny? How is his arm now?
Anyway...I watched Winnie The Pooh - grabbed my umbrella and started walking up and down the sidewalk saying 'Tut, Tut, I think its going to rain'.. Then I sat in the umbrella with my Piglet doll and tried to float away like they did...bye bye umbrella.
When my sister was being born ( I was two) my Nana was staying with me whilst my parents were at the hospital. I locked my Nana outside in the back yard and wouldn't let her in. She had to wait for the neighbor's to come home from work and talk me in to un doing the lock on the slidding door.