I leanred when I was 12 or so on a trip to south dakota with my dad. I never want to go on a trip alone with my dad now a days because I know that all he'll do is bitch to me about stupid stuff I could care less about and lecture me and stuff. loving hate my dad when he thinks I'm a stupid stuff because I've never done something before. He grew up in a stuff home, and I guess its stuck with him. If he saw that I wrote this he'd kill me, but, He's becoming his dad. An old peice of stuff.