And posts to blog before I sleep.
That's what happens when you move to Texas. Sorry!
Doth mine ears (eyes in this case) deceive me? Lyle at a lack for words? You must be awfully depressed! Sounds like a good trip to the Yost dump is in order! ;)
Pappy- Can we stop to milk the cows before we go? It is depressing!
That's it, you've earned the trip, complete with cow milking. But, you have to pay for it yourself unless you find something at the dump that is worthless that you keep anyway. As a bonus, you get to listen to Slim Whitman all the way there! :))
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