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Rolling Down A Grassy Hill

We used to slide down grassy hills on bits of cardboard. Exhilarating! OK, it was down the slopes of the (deconsecrated) cemetery hill at the cathedral, but it was fun! And my uncle did it first. Transgressive fun!
 
I grew up in Central Florida. Any direct contact with grass makes me think of chiggers.
 
The Princess Bride scene where Wesley is rolling down the steep hill, "As you wish!" and then she follows down the hill after him.
 
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