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Category: Making up Stories

Convicts with Chainsaws

Yesterday morning as we were laying in bed, we heard a vehicle drive past. I popped my head up and looked out the window, curious if we were getting some neighbors.  Me:  "It's the Sheriff. And some workers with shovels." Kevin:  "You know what that means. Everyone knows where those…

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Making up Stories

I do this thing sometimes, and I'm sure I'm not the only one, where I make up stories about people we see in campgrounds. Mostly it's only the people whose operation seems a little sketchy or mysterious. It doesn't help my imagination (or, it helps it, whichever way you look…

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