There's always one kid in the bunch who tries to pretend that nothing is wrong. You know the type.
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The compound is under construction. Gathering enough plywood, galvanized tin and used trailers takes time, not to mention stockpiling all the shotgun ammo, canned goods and bourbon.
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I was the type of kid who tried to make peace after the incident was over.
Yeah, I was that kid. Sitting on the sled, overlooking the fifty-foot cliff, thanking Jeebus the heels of my Nancy Sinatra go-go boots caught in time to keep my brothers and me from going off the cliff.
Bubs, is this an E.T. outtake? Because the escaping girl in the green looks just like Drey Barrymore.
Oh my! I've looked at this picture so many times. I just keep coming back to it!
Hysterical!
Obviously the older sister is telling them "Just play it cool-- act like nothing's wrong, while I plot our escape."
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