What is going on everyone and welcome to our slash Pro Revenge? Now the title of today's video is a little bit crazy,

but actually it's only the starting point of today's Pro Revenge story.

It is one of the most incredible stories that I have ever read.

I'm actually recording this intro after I recorded it,

because the intro I did before did not give it enough justice.

It is that good.

So guys, sit back, relax, enjoy this absolute marathon of a story. It is amazing. Get ready, let's go.

Farm Folk versus City Crew. Hello all, my nieces and nephews have decided I, as the cool auntie, must master this thing called

Reddit with stories of my youth.

I hope you all enjoy seeing the story written out as much as they've enjoyed hearing it

over the years.

To start the story, I need to explain a bit about where it happened.

My grandfather owned a 150 acre plus forest campground property with over a dozen

buildings on the property. These buildings range from the

common rooms, ceremony hall, barn, 18 different cabins and a few other buildings one

might find on the beautiful campground. This was used as a venue for all sorts of company

retreats, wedding events, camps, or getaways. Anytime a camp was run that used horses, my

grandpa enlisted the help of the crank kids he'd gotten his fill

of screaming and shouting kids or excitedly shrieking women or men who thought they

knew best when it came to horses by the time I came along.

One event happened when I was about 11 years old.

I was helping out with the Girl Scouts Guided Tour

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