Books. Bikes. Boomsticks.
"Hige sceal þe heardra, heorte þe cenre, mod sceal þe mare, þe ure mægen lytlað…"
Well, open up a new bale of Q-tips and a fresh jug of CLP.... and get to work!
And books wot need reading. Better laze about all you can, hon-- Roberta'll have you raking leaves any minute now. But there's the chimenea to look forward to. :)
Why? That green hippie lawnmower works in the rain!
You getting what's left of Gustav, or is it just normal heavy rain? I swear, the first third of my drive back to the Chocolate City, I'd have been better served with sonar instead of headlights...
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