That reminds me of another story ... a true one .. but first ... kleveland, honey, whoever you are ... the yellow ...is hard on my eyes ... I gotta squint to read what you wrote ...and it is causing wrinkles ... you don't want that do you?
Okay, here's the true story ....
I was a young thing, maybe 10 or so, we used to go tubing down the bitterroot river ... well, I wanted to be one of the guys (yes, I was a semi-tom boy ... SEMI mind you) and so off through the woods I went ... running as fast as I could ... when all of a sudden (oh, we were racing to the end .. so we could start our journey to the other end) when LOW and BEHOLD a branch sticking its sharp pointy end out in the middle of my run way ...
BAM ... right into my leg!!! NO KIDDING ...I still have the scar ... I also have the scar from where I was stupid and tried to iron something on my leg ... got a cute little triangle shaped scar on my thigh (get your dirty minds outta the gutter - LOL) so any ways ... here I am .. about 10 or so ... with this STICK STICKING out of my thigh from trying to beat the guys!!!!!
heheheeh ... got me some sympathy and I got a head start and still had a blast floating down the river!
Okay, I think I've rambled enough, I'll just listen from here on out
.... *** YEAH RIGHT, the group says ***
See, I can have fun without smoking!!! ** would like to smoke though ... but alas, I shall one of these days soon I hope **