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Sand And Revenge
When I was a kid there was this creek with a rail road bridge going over it,... in the foundation of the bridge was carved "1907"
We always called that spot 1907 (nineteen o seven) and swam there all the time,.. this one summer this older kid that always had beer and stuff and a girlfriend decided to make that HIS spot, and he would always show up after we had been there and swimming and stuff.
Well one day he was drunk and fucking with us and not letting us come out of the water and shit... I was wearing denim jeans shorts and had a pocket knife in my pocket,..
he fucked with us for an hour or so and kicked my friends back in the water.
I got my pocket knife out and unfolded the tiny blade and approached the bank he was guarding,.. he kicked at me and I grabbed his leg and stabbed in the back, meaty part of his leg,.. blood started flying, people started screaming,.. his girlfriend got his drunk ass out of there and I went home (fast)
The moral of the story, Don't kick a dead cow.
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