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The last post is the WINNER!

JustGeorge

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The neighbours probably won't if they looked out the window and saw me parading around in my undies shining a torch on the roof.
You'd be okay in this neighborhood.

Would pale in comparison to what's seen from my house.
 

JustGeorge

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Not good. Hoping they get better soon
Its been an ongoing problem, though I think wrangling Ares last week threw something out of alignment worse than normal, because sometimes the pain is so bad I can hardly stand it.
Not rain deer but... i like to sit on the veranda as the sun comes up and listening to the forest change from night to day. This time of year i like to hear the stags bellowing, even in the rain.
I've never heard a stag bellow!

I'm right in a metro area. All we hear is birds singing, squirrels chattering, cars honking, and people swearing.
 

Stevicus

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"Hello. We're the Scum of the Earth."

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JustGeorge

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I outdid you, @John53 !

You walked out in your underwear, but I ran out after Ares, and lost my pants.

Luckily, I caught them before the front fell, but if anyone was outside, they are now aware of what my butt looks like.

I expect lawsuits to follow.
 

sun rise

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Them's the worstest kind of commies with their perverted dendrophilia. And the pole dancing can get pretty heady too. Nothing worse than a pole-dancing commie dendrophile.

Unless they ride a painted pony and let the spinning wheel spin.
I'm all set to ride a painted pony around a dancing pole while working a spinning wheel and being a committed dendrophile.

Join me if you dare
 
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