Holes!
I always wanted a hole big enough to camp out in. I don’t know why. It just seems like a good idea. Maybe it comes from spending a lot of time in caves in the midwest while growing up.
As such, this guy amuses me at the same time his story has inspired me– not for the first time– to dig a hole in my yard.
I don’t think I’ll be playing with firearms in my hole, though. I’m betting that doing so would put me firmly in the “bad neighbor” category.
Maybe so, maybe not…. when I was 8, I had friends that liked to dig holes with me. At 34, I’m thinking that may no longer be the case. Then again….