Another time, my brother and I were in the same neighborhood going around getting candy.
It was a rainy night. I remember getting back to my Grandfather's house, where all my relatives were at. We dumped out our stash candy and I noticed that my brother's pile was way bigger than mine.
I looked at the bottom of the bag and there was a hole worn in the bottom from me dragging it across all those wet lawns!
Here I was leaving a trail of goodies all over the neighborhood.
