There is a memory I'm not real proud of. My nephew (sister's son) is two years younger than me. When we were little we were in the backyard playing. We were not allowed to say bad words and it was like Mom had radar or something....lol....so we always made sure we never said bad things. Well, one day Bobby Joe was over and kept saying swear words. I kept telling him to stop before Mom heard him but he wouldn't so I hit him in the head with a shovel. Bobby Joe had to have stitches and I got into big trouble. They did stuff like that on the Three Stooges all the time and they didn't have to have stitches.
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To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven. ECCLESIASTES 3:1
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