From David Robert Crews:
"I was setting at the Lodge’s Cribbage Board and Yahtzee Game adorned dining room table, one friend filled Sunday, when I was hit with an epiphany of life affirming solidation. This was after having to hold onto to the table and my chair at least once or twice to keep from sliding off onto the floor into a puddle of pained, side-splitting, laughter. We kept it under control though, because it was 35 to 40 miles to the nearest hospital. And not one doctor in between. Can’t be bustin’ a gut due to overwhelming hilarity way up there in the woods like that."
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