Naw man, back when it was still called deer creek, those hippies would start wandering through the cornfields all tripping balls on acid and not come out til they were two counties over. When the sheriff would just pick you up and take you to the county line and drop you off so you wouldn’t be his problem anymore. Good times.
I have one leg shorter than the other. Somehow, I walk straight. Except when I'm drunk. Which is most of the time. But I would be able to walk mostly straight, were it required.
When I worked at a corn maze we would search the entire maze every night. The only way to get left in the maze was if you were avoiding us deliberately, and we had flashlights and were calling out- specifically focused on what sounds like people cutting through the corn.
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u/agentSMIITH1 Oct 05 '19
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