ok... so today i was sitting out side in my back yard... just sitting on the riding lawn mower... when this thread poped into my head... first i was thinking about ghost riding the mower... it would be sort of funny... immagine what people would think... me wearing a camo remmington hat... and a shirt advertising mad jack(the darker side of yukon jack)

but then i was thinking about my teen age years...(ok so im still a teen-ager) but i was thinking back to when i was 15 or so... me and a few friends where up on what we called the hill... doing what a lot of redneck boys do in the mountains... we where messing around with my buddys great big boat of a car plymoth furry 3... he had droped a 440 in it... but anyways... we where in the gravel pit seeing how far up the walls we could climb how far we could jump this old POS... anyways... some one in the car mentions some one getting on top... to make more room... there where 6 of us plus the driver... us being the crazy men... of my good friends... sean and jake(brothers) and ben... all decided to take turns... first was sean... then jake... then me and ben... it was pretty fun... never really thought twice about it... then a week after we first did it... ben was on the hood and ended up flying off and rolling into a tree... needless to say... he had a few stiches and a cast...