This story reminds me of the time my grandmother left me alone with my cousin Eli and told him not to terrorize me by shooting rocks at me with his new sling shot while she was gone. Had she not firmly planted the seed in his brain I'm sure my whole life would have turned out differently. As soon as that front door closed behind her you can imagine exactly what went down. Felt like I was running from Jason Voorhees at the time!
Thanks to Matthew Bonifacio Rodriguez for this one.
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