One time me and my dad went duck hunting in the marsh. It was about 30 deg. cold outside. I was about 10 or 12 years old. We was docking the boat and i had the task of holding the rope while dad backed the boat in the water. Well, the rope was dry rotted and broke as I held onto it. My dad came out the truck and asked if i "was gonna get the damn boat or just stait at the mother effer"... well, i stripped down to nothing and jumped in... At 30 deg. the water took my breath away instantly, when i climed up the ramp and handed dad the remainder of the roap, he laughed at me and said, "I would have just went around to the other end and grabbed the boat when it stopped against the levvee"... i want to excited, but i still dried off and went hunting..
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