Oh my God.
My hands are dancing.
-I feel like I found a little special place. It was like a quarry. It was like a quarry that you’re not supposed to go into. And I found a little patch, a little patch of sand, and I laid on the patch of sand, and then the sheriff showed up, and he was like, I told you boys not to come in here. But then we were like, sheriff,
it’s just Timmy and Zachary. You know us, you know our parents. Come lay down with us.
-What are you doing?
-And then we laid down with the sheriff. We laid down with the sheriff in a patch of warm grass. And then another sheriff showed up and said, this is not, this shouldn’t be happening.
