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Post by Paine on Apr 29, 2024 18:18:37 GMT -6
Go!
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Post by Paine on Apr 30, 2024 15:35:58 GMT -6
Losers.
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Post by Tweety Bird on Apr 30, 2024 15:38:38 GMT -6
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Post by nycoil on Apr 30, 2024 15:41:48 GMT -6
I woke up this morning at 4:15
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Post by Paine on Apr 30, 2024 15:50:57 GMT -6
Fine, I'll start. I was asked this question the other day. I was 3. We lived in Austin. My Mom babysat 2 other boys my age during the day. One day, little Kevin, decided to bite the shit out of my arm. I then ran over him with my trike a couple of times before I started getting yelled at and paddled Later that day this little fucker tried it again but I was ready and fed him a lincoln log.
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Post by EmmyLou on Apr 30, 2024 16:59:20 GMT -6
I think I was three as well. We were living in a little house in what is now central Phoenix, and we were given a balloon with helium in it.
I remember we let go of the balloon and we were screaming so loudly that my mom ran out thinking one of us had been hit by a car. I was probably three maybe four because I remember my younger brother and my sister with me.
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Post by nycoil on Apr 30, 2024 18:08:58 GMT -6
I think I was around 3. I was playing on the floor of the kitchen and my parents were talking about moving. My dad was sitting on the counter and my mom was at sitting at the table.
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Post by fallon on Apr 30, 2024 22:33:59 GMT -6
I think I was 3 or 4. I was taking swimming lessons. I was so scared I didn't want to jump into the water, and the mean swim instructor was yelling at me to jump. This was on base, and the swim instructor was in the military. She gave orders and people did what she said. She scared me to death. No way I was jumping. I looked at my dad and he came and got me down and we went and got ice cream. I never had another lesson. Not sure if it was fear or if I just had an issue taking orders. lol
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