I was ten years old. It was another summer day, with nothing better to do than to get into mischief, so I decided to take the most obvious course of action. My parents were the Authoritative type. They were strict, but generally I could do what I wanted within reasonable bounds. Because I was able to do as I wished, I went to my best friend, Brian's house, and from there walked to our other friend, Jack's house. Upon arrival Jack and his older brother Andy were sitting in their front yard bored, so we looked around for something to do. That was when Andy had noticed a large roll of duck tape sitting on the Ping Pong table in their garage.
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