BeachGrandma wrote:Don, I meant to comment on your earlier post about outhouses needing side doors. One day when I was 9 years old and staying at Grandma's farm in Pennsylvania for the summer, I was sitting in the outhouse minding my own business when I suddenly felt the urge to MAKE a side door in the outhouse. There in the corner, not far from the only door in the outhouse sat a 140 foot snake, curled up, with his teeth bared and his tongue flipping out, hissing and spitting at me. I was paralyzed with understandable fear and looked for another exit. (The only one I saw was the other "sitting hole" beside me which wasn't really an option.) It was then I decided all outhouses should have a second means of escape and if fear alone could serve as a tool, I had a chainsaw of energy at my disposal.
What happened next! Don't leave us dangling!!! Did you survive? Oh, my, uff da!