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I want one.
When I was a kid, in the summers after dad mowed the yard, he would tie my wagon to the back of his riding lawnmower, I’d sit in it with one of my sisters and we’d go toolin through the neighborhood. Other kids would bring their wagons out and he just kept tying them in a row, riding some more. After a while there would be like 10 wagons in a train, with kids sitting in them yelling and waving as we drove through the neighborhood.
One of my best kid memories.
yeah, that’s a good kid memory
Sounds like your father was a pretty cool guy. Today he would get a citation for having an illegal parade.
Do you think that today will ever be considered as the “good ol’ days”?
Oh sure. When we’re all reduced to wilderness-roving biker gangs, raiding and killing people for gasoline while wearing football pads and assless chaps we’ll think of these days fondly.
Leather chaps? I’ve always wanted a reason to wear some of those little beauties.
Looking at Mitchell’s avatard, I think he is just itching to wear some assless chaps and go on a rampage.
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