Bad decisions make good stories.
As a yonker, the ranch hand decided "stealin'" papuh's watermelons would be more fun than just asking him for one. (didn't figger on falling in the bull nettles in the dark while carrying out the purloinment of the free fruit?)
Became a teen and was hell bent on being "grown up" by smoking cigarettes? That is a special kind of first time "sick" when ya suck down an unfiltered Camel or two?
Got "full grown" as a baby Trooper and figgered could wade into a crowded mex bar in south San Antone and "whup 'em all". WRONG!!!!!!!!!!!
Tackled all ya could eat menus, tried to out-figger Gene Waller, and reincarnated a 1959 Willis Jeep into a Chevy powered "jump the front wheels off the ground" pavement pounder?
The miracle is that the ole fat boy lived to tell the "tales". Who woulda figgered?
Bad decisions make good stories?
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