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We moved into the house we are in now, and our three-year-old son Andy got his head stuck in the rails between the kitchen and family room. I was at work and my wife could not find the tools (still packed) and went next door to borrow some tools to take them apart and the ass-cheese next-door would not lend us any tools. Fortunately a guy we had doing construction work showed up at that point and got him out. I have ordered louder exhaust just for him. Poor little Bugga, he was tough and didn't panic.

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