I was reminded this evening of a time nearly 30 years ago when I drove a Stomper 4×4…
along the back of the couch, up my mom’s arm, over her shoulder, and onto her…well, you get the picture.
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blief 
That story brings back laughter uncontrollable darn near even after all these years. OMGoodness did we laugh. Just shows that some things never quite change. 🙂
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Lief you really shoud describe the sound the 4×4 makes when tangling hair 🙂
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That story always makes me hysterical. Thanks for the memories.
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@Mom – the sound? You can ask Abby now too! She has first hand experience. Though hers is the same in quality and shorter in quantity.
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We cried from laughing so hard!!
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I remember the sound and the slowdown in progress of the 4×4. Too funny!
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I’m just curious how the item of a “personal” nature came to be entangled in the mermaid’s hair. It looks like a prescription bottle, without wheels or knobby tires.
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