** One time when I was 10 or 12 maybe, I was outta town and visiting family and friends. One of the neighborhood kids was being a little sh*t, I thought, and drinking chocolate milk. I haven't the faintest idea why I thought he was a little sh*t, but surely he was being one. He went inside his house and left his drink on the porch. I seized the moment and put a handful of mud in his glass of chocolate milk. I'm literally dying here right now as I think of the look on his face when he took a big gulp. **
Not exactly sure what made me think of that, but for whatever reason, I did. It was quite a hoot.
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