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Message: <blockquote data-quote="rod" data-source="post: 1478240" data-attributes="member: 5382"><p>I worked at a mink ranch during the summers of 5th and 6th grade.  I was a professional mink <img src="/community/styles/default/xenforo/smilies/group1/censored2.gif"  class="smilie" loading="lazy" alt=":censored2:" title="Censored2    :censored2:" data-shortname=":censored2:" /> shoveler. I stunk so bad at the end of the work day my Mother made me wash off and change clothes in the garage before she allowed me in the house to take a shower. It was brutal work but I made 12 bucks a day and that was back in 1959 and 1960. I was the richest kid in grade school. In fact I bought a 1957 Sears mo-ped and drove it to school while everyone else had bicycles. It was a great experience. The mink ranch was where I learned to smoke and appreciate a good smut magazine.</p></blockquote><p></p>