powderburn
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We spent the last week-end at a family rebellion I mean reunion. The temperature hanging in the mid 90s. The kids had a couple squirt guns to try and keep cool with and there wasn't much water to be found. Well big bad uncle Dave leaves on his Harley kicking up a cloud of dust and screaming like some kind of half crazed rebel that he'll take on all the kids when he returns. Everyone goes back to look for whatever shade and breeze they can find and continues to sweat out the barley soup that was consumed the night before. @ hrs pass and here comes a big tanker pulling up right next to the fire pit air horns blasting and Big Dave hanging out the door yelling at all the kids that its time to get nasty. Dave had called the guys he works with and they donated the truck for the remainder of the week-end. That 3 inch line more then handled the first wave of kids and Dave kicked it on every hour for the rest of the day and all the next day.


