"Crop Circles the Immoral Way"

When I was about 20ish I had a group of buddies that were always present{after work} to be there for a good old fashioned "crop tour". We usually started our weekends on Thursday night, we had to warm up for the "Weekend" We usually began with a 24 and 3-4 guys touring the back roads, very often running into another carload of guys doing the same thing. That meant that we had to pull into a field or bush and party together. Of course when all the brewsky's were gone we drove home and got a couple hours sleep before work the next day. Therefore we usually started the "Weekend" dog tired, but hey we were "20ish"
This particular weekend, mom and dad were out of town and of course dad prior to leaving, gave his warning "Be Good" well so much for obedience. A trip to the local "Beer Fest" proved to be exhilarating and long after the fest closed we were still at. I don't really remember going to bed that night, but I do remember it being really late and there was a full moon. So we did what every drunk redneck would do we got out my shotgun and proceed to blow holes in the moon, well at least untill all the amo was gone. I didn't give much thought to Dunc and Grace across the road trying to sleep.
The next thing you know its mid morning and we are still at it, I guess we were either tough or stupid {or both} back then. One of the guy's "Tex" noticed we had a riding lawn mower in the garage and thought he should take it for a ride. Cool! Of he goes around the lawn, but of course he needed more of a challenge, so into a thigh high field of oats that our neighbor Johny McGill was growing.
Round and around he went and we all laughed so hard cause all you could see was the top of his head. {We were not thinking much about the oats}
Anyway cut to the chase, and mom and dad come home. MaNNNN did the shit hit the fan. When dad asked me "what the Hell did you do" I did the only resposible thing I could do. "I lied" I told him that my buddy Gary had gone for a ride. I wasn't supposed to hang around with Tex.
Its all kind of blurry after that, it might have been caused by the kick in ass, but who knows. Any way as luck would have it the next time my dad sees Gary also known as Jack? it's at church. And in he dives wanting to know what the F@#$$%%^ he was thinking driving around in Johny's oats, well I guess you could say that Jack was caught off gaurd and ended up blathering away until dad got disgussted and left.
Man I caught it again when I saw Jack again,,,,,, ah the life and times!!!
Till the day he died dad still thought it was Jack that ran down the Oats.