Is it? It's supposed to be, ass!
Fritz Maytag would slap your jowls if you insisted different. And I'd hold his coat. It's the drink of the common man, your snobby toff. Stop pooping on the working man.
Fencing the Fences
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Or maybe I should title this "Dancing With Termites, Mold and Rot."
I have now spent part of the last two weekends working on the fence around
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