Bad deeds from the past! I used to love going to church and picking on girls as a kid. Back then it was as is, covered in dirt from playing in the ditches. I was a mess; I had holes in my knees and often dragging my shoes string of treads. A man name Sam carried an old time wipe on his wrist at outside the church, a deterrent for trouble makers outside. Anyway, we ran from him with scouts post at each corner. Someone parked and unloading equipments outside the church side door and left the tail gate down. Without noticing, we ran smack into the parked truck’s tailgate and laid us out cold. We all sat crying by our mothers the rest of the night.
Posted on: Wed, 12 Jun 2013 04:27:40 +0000
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