Originally Posted by NVhntr
I was only 8, give me a break.
OK.

We didn't have them where we lived.

If I was bored I had to read something. Or play cowboys and injuns, or break out the little rubber army men and tanks.

The desert is a true treasure for him who seeks refuge from men and the evil of men.
In it is contentment
In it is death and all you seek
(Quoted from "The Bleeding of the Stone" Ibrahim Al-Koni)

member of the cabal of dysfunctional squirrels?