[DamnthatDavid]

When I was a wee kid, my family went camping. They didn't bring my bike like my mom promised. So I got mad and started yelling at my mom and throwing a fit.
I finally said "I'm going to go walk home and get it" my mom was mad enough at me to say "Fine, go ahead." So I grabbed up some KFC bucket chicken and my Oakland Raiders Coat (Cause, back in elementary school the Raiders where still cool) and walked 13 miles in the homeward direction. I traveled along the side of a highway in a rural trucking area.
The Cops picked me up when I walked into a 7-Eleven near the middle of no-where about 11ish that night. They deposited me back at the camp grounds. It was my first ride in a Police SUV.