Yesterday while visiting Lisa's blog (you gotta check her out, she's pretty funny!) her post about stealing an ATM machine brought back a memory. Lisa lives Montana and my dad grew up in Montana.
As most dads do, my dad would tell stories about his childhood. One story that I loved the most was when he would tell us about stealing outhouses.
His buddies would gather in the back of a pick up truck and in the middle of the night, go around and steal outhouses and put them in the back of the truck. They then would deposit the outhouses on other people's lawns throughout their little town. Some people didn't think that was so funny. (LOL)
Here's something else that they would do with outhouses. He and his buddies would push the outhouse back and expose the hole. So that in the middle of the night, someone might fall into the hole on their way out to the outhouse. Some people didn't think that was too funny either.
I am grateful for indoor plumbing and two ply TP.
And speaking of indoor plumbing, when it was invented and made available, my father's family was the first one in their little town in Montana to have it installed in their home. And the people in their town ostracized them for the longest time. What kind of filthy dirty people were they to actually go to the bathroom INSIDE THEIR HOUSE? Disgusting!