And we ate dirt, and we were thankful for the dirt.
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When I was growing up, I had one toy to play with. It was a stick and I had to share it with eight siblings..
“When I was growing up, I had one toy to play with. It was a stick and I had to share it with eight siblings.”
Me too! When my siblings asked me to hand over the stick so they could play with it I beat them badly with that stick!