Okay, so I was in the mountains and my family and I stopped at this lake/park. My brother and I went exploring and tried to cross from one patch of grass to another but there was mud between it. We figured we could cross it but my brother decided to test it first. A few steps in, he's like "it's too slippery" and was retreating but our nemesis, the muddy ground, stole my brother's boot. ("And sister, they took my boot" was his joke later) so I had to rescue his boot. I got down on my left knee and tried to pull it out from the tips but mud's grip was too strong! So, I had to take off my jacket and dig into the mud but that was making it sink deeper so then I resorted to reaching my hands in and pulling from the bottom until I finally got it out!

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Arms covered in mud though. The bathrooms were far away so I went to a dock by the lake nearby, laid on my tummy, and reached into the lake to rinse my arms off.

The moral of the story is... stay the hell away from mud.

They steal shoes.

Carry on my wayward readers!

Always crazy (and a boot hero),

CasHasSass

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