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My son spent the afternoon at my dad's house, playing in his garden and looking under bricks for bugs. My dad is a huge cactus fanatic, and he keeps them in pots in the yard. My son was playing in front of one, found a bug, and turned around to go find my dad. Unfortunately, he forgot there was a cactus right behind him, and he bumped into it and fell right on top of it. I wasn't there, but my dad said he took it like a champ and didn't cry, even while my dad removed the thorns that became embedded in his stomach and his leg. Ouch!
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"They say that patriotism is the last refuge to which a scoundrel clings; steal a little and they throw you in jail, steal a lot and they make you king"
Formerly Medusa
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