When I used to live in Vietnam, we had this clay barrel thing/tank to hold water. My best guy friend and I were about four-ish, five. The barrel was around the height of our chest (or a little bit lower). We liked to look into the tank to see our reflection in the water. One time when we were doing that I was stupid enough to push his head into the water and he ended up falling into the barrel. I thought he was kidding so I stood there and laughed. Our parents were standing some distance away talking to each other. When they finally realized that he was "drowning" they came to save him. I got in huge trouble and well, my best guy friend ended up being a bit whacked. I think he still is now. Guilty, guilty.
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HAHAHAHAHAHA...so it didnt work then huh???LMAO