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Funny stuff – we used to do that as kids, too, but we never wore ear protection…
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That was back in the day when we had to go outside or our parents would get mad. Nowadays, I feel much better because I can stay inside and watch other people get blown with leaves.
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That made my day-first time I laughed in a coon’s age. 🙂
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That seem like quite a long time. What is that in human years?
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Somewhere between 2 and 20 coons…..:0)
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Ooooohhhh, now I get it.
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