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Author: Bunk Strutts
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Tacky Raccoons 
I presume the last guy used to play hacky sack back in the days when he was wasting his time in college.
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Wheels– I never played it I was at a waterfront festival in Ohio, waiting for the fireworks show, holding a mug of L.I. Ice Tea and watching a hackysack game when the bag hit my chest. I reacted: Chest-knee-foot-knee-foot-kick. Didn’t spill a drop. It was awesome.
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I never played it, either. By the time it was popular, I was already too old to care. That is, I didn’t have any friends who were willing to try it, and I didn’t want to just walk up to some college kids and say, “Lemme in.”
Might have been a good idea, though. If I still had knees 🙂
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wheels– I was a W.C. Fields fan, practiced some of his moves.
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