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Originally Posted by Hog Rider
In my youth, after baling and filling the barns we would pull off a bunch of bales and incorporate rooms connected with tunnels and hidden entrances. Using wood to help support the ceilings. It could be scary as hell crawling deep inside hoping your brothers didn't trap you. But it was a great time. Flashlights weren't what they are today and it didn't take long to start dimming. We knew candles were a bad idea - today's kids?- probably burn themselves alive. Stupid effers.
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To be fair, my aunt and uncle (75 and 73 now) were playing with fire and burned all of grandpas hay when they were kids.
I didn’t know about that until a couple years ago. I laughed. Hard. Grandpa was wound pretty tight at that point in his life.