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⌈ Secret Post #3947 ⌋

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Re: Gripes thread!

[(Anonymous)]

That reminds me of the time my two friends (C and S, both girls), S's Dad, and I went on a hike when I was 9. My Mom and I were moving to a new house across town and S's Mom and C's parents were helping move. We were getting in the way, so S's Dad offered to take us for the day. He had back problems so he wasn't doing any heavy lifting.

We went back to S's house and someone suggested we go on a hike in the woods at the back of S's neighborhood. It was early February in Fayetteville, North Carolina in 1997. It was cold, but there wasn't snow and the sun was out. We were wearing sweat pants and jackets.

So, we head out into the woods. We were having fun- C found an old graveyard and we looked around a bit. Looking back, I think we actually snuck into Fort Bragg. Eventually we came to a small creek. We had been hiking for a while and with the sound of running water, C, S, and I had to pee. We didn't know how to pee outside. S's Dad was all, just go. So we went, squatting unsuccessfully. We ended up with wet underwear and pants.

S's Dad ended up showing us how to go to the restroom in the woods. The walk to the neighborhood was the worst. Thankfully a neighbor near the wood entrance drove us back in the bed of his truck. I have had to use the tips he taught us several times