[Crossbones]

Our dad used to tell us about the thing he did when he was little. So we got the big idea that we were going to build a road block during Holloween. He said they would put a wall of toilet paper up all the way across the road about 7 foot high. We came up with a better idea, we put the wall up but behind it we put old logs we had from trying to build a cabin in the hill, we put tires or anything we could find. About 12 am we knew this guy that worked in the mines on the next holler would be getting off work and coming home. But he got drunk every night. We thought he would stop and cuss and move everthing out of the way. We were wrong. He seen the tolit paper wall and laid the gas to it. He flipped his bronco over on its side. He came out cussing and going on (he was dog drunk at this time) I came running out of the hills crying and yelling what happened mister. Do you need any help. I was scared to death at this point. He said yea, help me roll her back over. ( the bronco was worth about $100 ) So all of us helped him and away he went wobbleing up the road. We were tickled to death it was over...... But it wasn't, our dad came up the road looking for us because he heard the crash. He wipped us one at a time all the way home, while all the neibors(sp) stood on their porches and watched us get wipped. Then we had to work off the money and pay the guy for the bronco. The guy told my dad just to buy it up in beer.