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When I was 10 and exploring the woods around my neighborhood... an old couch, a bunch of used condoms, empty beer cans, and potato chip bags surrounding a smoldering fire.
I assumed it was the local teens. Turns out, it was my friend's dad and some of his buddies. They later got caught back there one time with a prostitute.
At 26, I moved into my own house a few neighborhoods away from where I grew up. I went exploring those woods close to dusk. Saw a tent set up and went to inspect. As I got closer I noticed a few teens running away, I guess they thought I was a cop.
There was a cooler filled with Natty Ice by the tent, a bag of weed, and a bowl. Being the good guy I am, I left them the weed and bowl and just grabbed a six pack out of the cooler. Haha.
I assumed it was the local teens. Turns out, it was my friend's dad and some of his buddies. They later got caught back there one time with a prostitute.
At 26, I moved into my own house a few neighborhoods away from where I grew up. I went exploring those woods close to dusk. Saw a tent set up and went to inspect. As I got closer I noticed a few teens running away, I guess they thought I was a cop.
There was a cooler filled with Natty Ice by the tent, a bag of weed, and a bowl. Being the good guy I am, I left them the weed and bowl and just grabbed a six pack out of the cooler. Haha.