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Originally Posted by Robbie
No, I said that if me and a bunch of my teen buddies ran up ringing people's doorbells we would probably get dog bitten. And if we did it enough times to the same people, we might get shot (especially if it was at night)
And no, I didn't grow up "hard" at all. But I wasn't a fucking idiot who would just walk into somebodies house that wasn't in my family.
If YOU had tried that on my grandma's house she would have shot you. What kind of dumbass would walk into another person's home unannounced and scare the hell out of them anyway?
I didn't "grow up hard", but it sounds like you "grew up stupid" if you did shit like that.
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By growing up hard I'm talking about growing up in a place where you would get bitten by dog after ringing someones doorbell and having them open the door. Dog bit or shot for playing a stupid prank doesn't sound like a friendly place.
If you knew what it was like to grow up in a small town, you would know that it's not terribly uncommon to be welcome in someones home. My friends and I would routinely just knock and walk right in to each others houses saying "hello?" It was a NICE place, see what I'm saying? As I have four brothers who all shared similar privileges, there could be any number of people around in the house. This was not stupid, it was friendly, neighborly, nice and normal. Nobody would sick their dog on you or pull a freaking gun out of paranoia or whatever other reason there could be. I'd call such a place scary, unfriendly, uninviting and.. hard to grow up in. That's not a judgment by the way, so try not to take it personally. Not saying you were, but it seems like it.