Hey Mom, remember that time we got peppersprayed at the anti-KKK rally in Memphis?
Ah, those were the days. Good times.
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Ah, it wasn't pepper spray. It was teargas. I can still smell that odor in my nose, reminiscent of a double-dose of Raid up each nostril, full force. Just before my knees hit the dirt and I thought I was going to cough my stomach up. Those WERE the days. I have gotten a way lot of mileage out of that story, which gives me "street cred" with my kids. Thanks for a happy memory! (remember before we left, I told Dad "don't worry, we'll be all right...")
Ah, that's right. You were hit by tear gas, I was hit by pepper spray. It was like inhaling jabanero pepper, was gritty on my skin, in my lungs, and burned everywhere for hours, then burned for hours more when I took a shower later that day. Do you know most people outside of TN don't believe the Klan still exists? The world moves on all around us...
3 comments:
Ah, it wasn't pepper spray. It was teargas. I can still smell that odor in my nose, reminiscent of a double-dose of Raid up each nostril, full force. Just before my knees hit the dirt and I thought I was going to cough my stomach up. Those WERE the days. I have gotten a way lot of mileage out of that story, which gives me "street cred" with my kids. Thanks for a happy memory! (remember before we left, I told Dad "don't worry, we'll be all right...")
Ah, that's right. You were hit by tear gas, I was hit by pepper spray. It was like inhaling jabanero pepper, was gritty on my skin, in my lungs, and burned everywhere for hours, then burned for hours more when I took a shower later that day. Do you know most people outside of TN don't believe the Klan still exists? The world moves on all around us...
...because the world is flat, right?
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