
This is what you guys hate, but I can’t help tell a story. So here’s a few words… So my dad would take my brother and I panning for gold when I was younger. It was where they use to pan for gold. If you found something you brought it into the little shop and exchanged it - for us it was snacks or souvenirs, but it was for the experience of it. Of course it wasn’t real gold, but it’s where they did pan for gold. My dad loves anything historical and that’s where my love for history, astrology and the Solar system comes from. I can hear Mike… a few words eh. Lol just a few until your ears bleed.

Tell made up stories to each other?
Oh god I still do that with my kids, they say that mom lies a lot. I do not, I am a fictional storyteller there’s a difference.

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Unknow
on Thu 03/30/23 04:51 AM