Then we got tired of that and took some green pain and painted their 2 week old Oldsmobile, as high as we could reach, then the outside of the garage, and then the chainlink fence.
Then we started a fire behind a cedar plantar box of our neighbors. This was when my Dad came home from work. We were behind the plantar box and I knew he could not see me. And he wouldn't have except for the smoke plume.
I was not a mean kid....I was busy growing up.
Many years ago I owned a horse named Oz. I brought my three year old nephew to the barn one day to meet the horse and told him that he was Ozzie. The kid ran from stall to stall, pointing at each horse as he said, “And here’s an Ozzie and here’s another Ozzie, and there’s a brown Ozzie and there’s a white Ozzie...”
—— My friend Matt and I fashioned a T-P in his parents garage, right next to the tanks of gasoline and terpentine, and other flammables. We started a fire in the T-P and lasted until we could not breath due to smoke and fumes in the T-P.
Then we got tired of that and took some green pain and painted their 2 week old Oldsmobile, as high as we could reach, then the outside of the garage, and then the chainlink fence.——
That’s awesome. So... How did you folks react? I’m pretty easy going, but that would have made me crazy.
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In third grade we received a fire safety lesson. I took it to heart, and ran home to keep our house from burning down. Needless to say, I was bitterly disappointed when I didn’t find a box of oily rags near the furnace, or any open flames.