Exciting times...our driveway, after two months, finally got repaved this morning. We had the stereotypical Italian guys doing it, with the shirt unbuttoned all the way (at 7:15am?!?), the cigarette hanging from the mouth, and the shouts of "aaaaaaaa...ohhhhhhhh!"
But whatever, they did an okay job. Mind you, it might have something to do with the fact I was hovering over them to make sure they did do a good job. Really though, it was because I wanted to use their bobcat.
I, uhhh...don't think I'm ready for a foursome just yet
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Now I'm doing an overtime food course tonight, all so I can buy the pigs I'll be a roasting. No pain, no (weight)gain
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