Me, a Kid at the cabin with my Mom and Sister.
While canoeing, we landed on a pretty shore for a nice picnic lunch, then for a walk.
Half way into our walk, a farmer (who was the farmers son), stood there with his shotgun and, protecting his property, (ok, his IQ I would guess is/was 80ish? Yes mentally disabled) asked us to leave.
Mom put us both behind her (she would have taken a bullet) and talked this young man down so we could leave. He was upset.
Not sure sure the moral of the story.
You had a good, smart mom, who knew how to keep her head and protect you.
She was the best. The Trump of Moms.
It's pretty obvious what the moral(s) of the story are. The main moral is that the Dems cheated and President Trump is the true President. As a sub moral, there are only 2 genders.
Don't mess with a mom's kids.
Props to whomever taught him to use a gun. Someone is coming after your land. Your gun is in the way.
I’ve only had to say, get off my property once. MiB came to visit for my DNA. Three times. I was polite the first two times. Lol. I don’t sound so crazy after all... edit. Going forward. I am a super straight. Mega mega super straight biological female.
Please females, don’t take up my cause. I don’t have one. I’m not looking for power. Settle down and have some kids. You won’t regret it.