I found someone’s stamp LbNA #36174 (ARCHIVED)
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Add Location| Owner: | beernut  |
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| Plant date: | Oct 20, 2007 |
| Location: | |
| City: | Berlin |
| County: | Hartford |
| State: | Connecticut |
| Boxes: | 1 |
| Found by: | burning feet |
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| Last found: | May 25, 2011 |
| Status: | FFFFFFFFFFFFFFr |
| Last edited: | Oct 20, 2007 |
In the spring I found this Piece of wood with an image on it. So, I take it home because the wife might like it.
It sat on the desk for awhile until the wife came across some article about letterboxing. Next I get the lowdown on it. And she says to me, you found someone’s stamp. Holly sh*t I says what’s that about. So she tells me I have to hide it, because I found it. Like find a place to burry it. Well you know how it is; now I got to burry it. Or I’m in deep DoDooo. I like a male try to do it the easy way. I grab the thing she put together and Grab a few brewskies to get in the mood. And head out the door. So I find this quiet spot and pull off the road and grab a brewsti. I finally jumped out of the car to dig that hole but I had no shovel. Then I decided to gather some rocks and made what looked like a camp fire ring. It was almost like a burial, looking down at that container surrounded by rocks. Reminded of my pet turtle when I was a kid. Time for another brewski so I jump back into the car and look out the window and Holly Sh*t again it says No Trespassing and other crap. This gets the juices running: you know what I mean. I then whip a U turn Hit bottom and mess up the front end. OMG what’s the wife going to do to me now. I think it’s her fault what you all think? I now head home and walk in the door with the empty bottles and told her I hid the box she made and hinted about the car and headed right for the crapper. Well you know the frying pans were flying in the air when I came out. That’s my story and now I’ll make this hard for you to find so you don’t wreck your car. Back to the game.
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It sat on the desk for awhile until the wife came across some article about letterboxing. Next I get the lowdown on it. And she says to me, you found someone’s stamp. Holly sh*t I says what’s that about. So she tells me I have to hide it, because I found it. Like find a place to burry it. Well you know how it is; now I got to burry it. Or I’m in deep DoDooo. I like a male try to do it the easy way. I grab the thing she put together and Grab a few brewskies to get in the mood. And head out the door. So I find this quiet spot and pull off the road and grab a brewsti. I finally jumped out of the car to dig that hole but I had no shovel. Then I decided to gather some rocks and made what looked like a camp fire ring. It was almost like a burial, looking down at that container surrounded by rocks. Reminded of my pet turtle when I was a kid. Time for another brewski so I jump back into the car and look out the window and Holly Sh*t again it says No Trespassing and other crap. This gets the juices running: you know what I mean. I then whip a U turn Hit bottom and mess up the front end. OMG what’s the wife going to do to me now. I think it’s her fault what you all think? I now head home and walk in the door with the empty bottles and told her I hid the box she made and hinted about the car and headed right for the crapper. Well you know the frying pans were flying in the air when I came out. That’s my story and now I’ll make this hard for you to find so you don’t wreck your car. Back to the game.
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11232313133122322232132233131332
11211113221122212332221333223212