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[Doghed]

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[Azone]

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And then what happened?

 

[Doghed]

We went fishing and everyone lived happily ever after.

The end.

 

[Azone]

That’s awesome.

 

[Doghed]

I knew you guys would like it. Things have been kinda tense around here lately. I thought we needed a feel good story to get us to September when we're all friends again.

Stay tuned for the next installment where we slide down sand dunes on plastic sleds.

 

[Fatcamp]

When I was a kid we used to slide down a hill covered in prairie grass with cardboard sleds. Called it Cardboard Hill. It would lay down and you could haul ass. Went back a couple years ago and it was tiny. Seems like big adventure in 1978.

 

[Azone]

When I was a kid we used to slide down a hill covered in prairie grass with cardboard sleds. Called it Cardboard Hill. It would lay down and you could haul ass. Went back a couple years ago and it was tiny. Seems like big adventure in 1978.

Waxed produce boxes were the best for doing that when I was a kid! It was all fun and games till you hit a squirrel hole and everyone went flying everywhere. I sure do miss 1998.

 

[AZ8]

 

[Porterka]

Waxed produce boxes were the best for doing that when I was a kid! It was all fun and games till you hit a squirrel hole and everyone went flying everywhere. I sure do miss 1998.

I remember this as a kid. My grandfather asked if us kids wanted to go sledding in the middle of summer then proceeded to give use pieces of cardboard and send us down a hill.That was a day we learned a new way to have fun.

 

[Azone]

I remember this as a kid. My grandfather asked if us kids wanted to go sledding in the middle of summer then proceeded to give use pieces of cardboard and send us down a hill.That was a day we learned a new way to have fun.

Some of the best times ever, then everyone grew up, got jobs and became way uncool.

 

[Randle]

Or rolled down a hill in a tractor tire, or put your brother in the dryer and turn it on, or firecrackers under your sisters lounger lawn chair. Man it was great being a kid in the 60s. Dad could slap us into next week, not really hurt us to bad, and not go to jail for setting us right.