Kelley (Texas)
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When I was eight years old, a friend of mine by the name of Jerry Brewer stole a nice pocket knife from me. It was a beautiful knife, two blades and bone handle with a "wolf" engraved on one side, "Howard's Hardware Store" on the other side. It was missing for almost a week before I spotted Jerry using it. I was going to whip his butt, but gave him another chance when he told me that he had found it out in the yard, and did not know that it belonged to me. He half way convinced me that maybe it had somehow fallen out of my pocket, not stolen like I originally thought. Years later, my poly rope disappeared from the barn and a few weeks later I saw Jerry using it. Needless to say, I did not cut him any slack this time and we went to fist city mode. Sad, but the friendship was also over...I have never liked a thief.
Now if I had applied your theory of learning from the past, I should have whipped his butt when he stole the knife and this would have prevented him from stealing my poly rope, correct? Cupajo, this is almost too complicated for me, would you mind if I just continued posting stories like I have always posted them? Let me off the hook and I will post a ghost story in the next day or two, fair enough? Please have a great day! Kelley (Texas)
Now if I had applied your theory of learning from the past, I should have whipped his butt when he stole the knife and this would have prevented him from stealing my poly rope, correct? Cupajo, this is almost too complicated for me, would you mind if I just continued posting stories like I have always posted them? Let me off the hook and I will post a ghost story in the next day or two, fair enough? Please have a great day! Kelley (Texas)
