(46) My cousin and I used to go on night adventures when I stayed over at his house. For some reason, exploring their house was much more fun if done in the middle of the night with flashlights. This did become problematic (!) though. One time my aunt woke up, heard hushed voices and saw flashlight beams passing by her door. She was convinced we were burglars. As I recall, some spankings did occur--for my cousin, not for me.
Other adventures included ripping out all the sprinkler heads in the yard and replacing them with golf balls, convinced that golf-ball trees would emerge. I tried to explain to my grandfather that I'd done him a pretty big darn favor, planting all those for him, but for some reason he seemed unconvinced.
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