Saturday, April 24, 2010
Shot At
Jim and I were walking along on the edge of the woods and found an overgrown strawberry patch that was full of overripe strawberries. We were picking away and suddenly we were shot at. I heard the pellets land around us just as the man that shot started laughing. We took off into the woods like a couple of rabbits and I won't incriminate myself be telling how I got even with him.
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