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Or the three people I guilted into reading this blog, whatever.
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Too bad the women didn't know how to make moonshine! 🙂 Awesome story Russell. I had a good lauph this afternoon!
I bet some women did know how to made moonshine! And anyway, let Dar pick up his own loincloth. Ugla and I have our own work to do.
Hahahah, I'd say skip to the rock on all counts – past and present 😉
Or stuff her mouth with dust bunnies! Robin
Good Cavekeeping? Love it! Now, Julianna and Marissa and Claudine all have their houses decorated for Christmas, so I MUST get started. Now where in is that blasted bottle of wine??
I agree with Madison. A good rock upside the head works wonders every time. Then drink the wine! Cute story.