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Ah 16 theres time for you yet!
By 16 I got my rifle permit (gun licence) shot my first stag, lost my cherry on the 10 next door, and got the sh!t kicked outta me by her dad.
Consoled by my dad with my first bottle of whiskey, drunk wrapped my beach buggy up the end of the mayors car, and ferried a 40' fishing boat solo 2000 miles and got lost about 40 plus times.
What have I learnt since, don't get lost ever, and everyone gets a beating once in a while (evaluate the pros and cons)
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