com When I 5 I was at my grandparents dairy and and had been told hundreds of times to stay away from the Jersey bull. I didn't listen but was lucky because when he saw me I had enough time to climb up on the old broken tractor. Of course nobody knew where I was and I wasn't about to scream for help because I knew I was in trouble already. I just curled up on the floor and before I knew it the sun was setting and I had been napping for several hours. Half the valley was out looking for me. Need I say more. My Grandfather used his belt on my rear end good. I learned a valuable lesson and never called it abuse.
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