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Old 08-22-2005, 09:01 PM   #5
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Originally Posted by marichiko
Nicely written little story, Foot. I was THERE, and I'm just a dumb girl! (although the boys in my neighborhood did make me an honorary boy when I was 8 because I was the one who stole a hammer and a bunch of wicked nails to make our treehouse where no girls were allowed!)
That was risky marichiko. Obviously noone told you hammers are a gateway tool. Pretty soon you'd be moving on to cordless drills (it's only 12 volts) then before you know it you're trying to stuff a portable 12" table saw into your jacket and you feel a hand on your shoulder...

Wicked nails.

Farfromhome: I think the sublte pleasures of butterscotch lifesavers are lost on the 12 year old palate.

Zippyt: It went about 1/2 inch into a plaster wall. might have gone further if the casing was being held in place.
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