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The year was 1990. A kid stole my WWF ring and wrestlers. I will never forgive or forget.
Isn't it crazy how you can "go there" when you think about it. It's my lesson in the fact that all emotions are valid. Because I can be young again, and grumpy that some "sumabitch" stole something from me. Among other emotions from memories. But I will say it's horrible to have somoene smile and enjoy your company all while sliding stuff into their pockets. A gal I once didn't like (I like her mama though because she had short blonde hair and a ton of strength) stole something from me too and lied up and down the street over that one. She can go puck herself too, but I also acknowledge big picture these things are just little pieces of my life hahaha!