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Heh heh. I thought about it once when I was probably 8 - 10. My big plan was to take a jar of peanut butter and a loaf of bread. I think I "threatened" to run away. Not really the way to do it, but it spurred my dad to say that if I did, not to ever come back, because he wouldn't let me in.
Tough love.
It worked.
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- John
"We had a band powerful enough to turn goat piss into gasoline."
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