There was a son of a mega-uptight, over-righteous, elder dad.
By age 16 the poor kid was wound so tight I thought he was gonna kill somebody if he didn't get out and sow his own wild oats.
He'd make comments at the meeting like:
"This old system is getting really bad. That's why I'm looking forward to Armageddon so that Jehovah can finally step in and just slaughter all these wicked people who are all around us."
He'd say it with real gusto like HE was the one who was gonna do the slaughtering.
Anyway, he got a trip to the back room when he decided that the Circuit Assembly would be a good place to try out his new-found adolescent hand-shaking technique. "Brown handing". I hope I don't have to explain the details.
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