This one made me laugh until my eyes were swollen. I couldn't stop laughing, as it brought back some killer memories growing up as a kid and building forts. Damn, I'm still woozy from all the flashback memories and the hysterical laughter...
The earliest fort I can remember building was one out of boxes and sheets to hide from the baby sitter. I was probably seven or eight years old. My Dad always gave us pointers on how to build it right too. Trap-sheets and the works had Cindy (insert fantasy baby sitter action here...) getting caught up in our ambushes. Not because she was mean or anything, but because it was really fun building forts and she wore us out to the point where lights were out by the time Mom and Dad got home from bowling. Did I mention she was hot?
As we got older, we progressed to canyon missions with "Rambo Knives", BB Guns, C-Rations (with the yummy stale Lucky Strikes) and an e-tool. Boy, those were some good times. Cactus in the boots and/or elbows, finding porno mags all around our bottles and cans we were zappin with the BB guns, shootin' birds off the cables, comin' home smelling like cigatettes, and ready for dinner and bed.
Sorry for the added grey hairs Mom! :-) I love you!
I sure wish I could re-live those days. They were the best! Thanks to the dipshits that keep ruining this shitty state, those old forts are now AC and concrete, fast-food ghettos, crack houses and haven's for the leetches that "do the work Americans don't wanna do..."
Kalifornia phuckin' sucks!
I remember hiding from the Border Patrol M*A*S*H* chopper when they thought we were wetbacks ‘cause we were decked out in our over-sized camo's and face-paint. It was really fun running and hiding from the Border Patrol back then, but in hindsight we were just wasting their time. Sorry guys. If you only knew now...
Yeah, I know I go off on tangents sometimes, and this is one of them. This one brought back a too many memories to STFU.