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Watermelon raids we have known
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<blockquote data-quote="TexasJerseyMilker" data-source="post: 1766606" data-attributes="member: 42782"><p>The watermelon raid and firecracker bombs were 55 years ago. Nocturnal surgery on Mrs. Heinrick's tomatoes must have been 58 years ago. Artichoke field snake hunts 62 years ago. Why do kids do any of the things they do?</p><p></p><p>The rotten goose eggs- Something similar happened but I was an adult woman. Some rich people had a lake with swans. I found a swan nest and braved the powerful angry male swan to get a swan egg. Getting hit on the shins by a swan wing bone is like being hit with a 2x4. I had a big chicken hen that had gone broody so I thought I would take the egg home and let her hatch it. I was glad when the grumpy,, pecky old biddy accepted the big egg and straddled it. I looked in a book and found out the swan incubation period is 36 days. All those hot summer nights I would go out with a flashlight and candle the egg to monitor it's development. With increasing excitement I went out at the end of 5 weeks and shined the light into the egg. But I could only make out some vague messed up patterns. I held it up to my ear to listen for peeping, heard nothing so I gave it a little shake. It exploded. The overpowering odor hit me with a tidal wave of nausea. I remember vomiting and retching, stripping off and rinsing my head with a hose. I never could get that rotten egg stench out of my hair. I cut it really short and still smelled it for the rest of the summer.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="TexasJerseyMilker, post: 1766606, member: 42782"] The watermelon raid and firecracker bombs were 55 years ago. Nocturnal surgery on Mrs. Heinrick's tomatoes must have been 58 years ago. Artichoke field snake hunts 62 years ago. Why do kids do any of the things they do? The rotten goose eggs- Something similar happened but I was an adult woman. Some rich people had a lake with swans. I found a swan nest and braved the powerful angry male swan to get a swan egg. Getting hit on the shins by a swan wing bone is like being hit with a 2x4. I had a big chicken hen that had gone broody so I thought I would take the egg home and let her hatch it. I was glad when the grumpy,, pecky old biddy accepted the big egg and straddled it. I looked in a book and found out the swan incubation period is 36 days. All those hot summer nights I would go out with a flashlight and candle the egg to monitor it's development. With increasing excitement I went out at the end of 5 weeks and shined the light into the egg. But I could only make out some vague messed up patterns. I held it up to my ear to listen for peeping, heard nothing so I gave it a little shake. It exploded. The overpowering odor hit me with a tidal wave of nausea. I remember vomiting and retching, stripping off and rinsing my head with a hose. I never could get that rotten egg stench out of my hair. I cut it really short and still smelled it for the rest of the summer. [/QUOTE]
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