A decade before Monty Python galloped through the hillsides with coconut shells, there were The Cousins. Bitsy, Scott, Benny & me. Four cousins, sans coconuts, slapping the sides of our legs, wildly galloping through our grandparents’ yard and neighing to the wind. The origin of the game is undocumented, but it undoubtedly began in the heart…
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