Meh, kids need to be tougher
The laying down between the bleachers reminded me of when I was a kid. It was at church, and between the pews. Me and my friend were racing under them until i popped my head out, and my mom jerked me up by my hair. She dragged me outside and give me a good whoopingOh crap - guess I should apologize for an LSU game in the 80s where we were eating our O&W shakers and blowing the pieces like we were an window air conditioner display at a store...and the cursing, lots of cursing. Or my friend telling me how many Neyland seats tall he was because he laid down between bleachers and counted how many pairs of shoes he saw.
The laying down between the bleachers reminded me of when I was a kid. It was at church, and between the pews. Me and my friend were racing under them until i popped my head out, and my mom jerked me up by my hair. She dragged me outside and give me a good whooping
so..your wife gonna do that?..post picsGoing Antiquing with the wife and this.....View attachment 235361