Thanks For Getting Me In Trouble Native Americans!
This is really a retarded story. I don’t know why I am telling it. It’s just been stuck in my head this week because something (I think it might be the below commercial) reminded me of it. I was around 9 or so and in this particular case (there were others) my forbidden item was not quite as destructive as the ones in this commercial. They were a pair of moccasins, or what my child brain considered to be moccasins. Pictures might…