I was obliged to join the choir at age seven. I went to choir practice twice a week and church twice on Sunday. I may have hated it but I never stole my dad’s car and made a dash for it. This kid has bigger balls. Here he is being chased by police in his attempt to avoid another boring sermon.
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on July 30, 2009
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