The Very Best of Buddy

This section is the section I am not too proud of.

Let me preface this by saying.  Some of these stories you should not do at home or anywhere else for that matter.  Having said that.  I did live to tell my story or rather stories.

I have often wondered how I even survived my childhood.  In many ways this first story seems harmless enough but at the time it was very climatic.

Now don’t let story one dilute the real issue.  I can get in trouble.  As in this story.  But I must say, it is a good thing I did not have a water balloon when I was being yelled at in this story.  I’m just saying.  That’s it.

My third story involves the very first car I bought and I must say.  There should be a rule that young people like me should never be allowed to buy a new car without fully understanding and respecting the process of owning a vehicle.  I should have been tested before I was allowed behind the steering wheel.

In my next story i am really dating myself as this is before computer games became what they are now.  I actually consider myself a generation or two behind the “Core War” days of mainframes and that is where this takes place.  Just so you know this little adventure actually involved two different college campuses.

My final story is not quite as dramatic but nonetheless it scared me enough to keep me in line.

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