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Friday, April 11, 2008
Sixty.
Counting today's chickens, we now have no less than sixty animals on the property.
We also have appliances, or at least bathroom fixtures, on the porch. I now have a gun licence. Knock me down with a feather, I never thought this would happen.
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Atlantic Xpat
April 13, 2008 at 6:06 PM
From now on, you'll have to be known as 'Bubba'!
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And then there were 64
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OK, this is pathetic
Frankenstein Fowl.
The Bathroom.
The Tile
The Saddle
Hunter.
Sixty.
OK, it's Spring now,
Not how one thinks of Spring.
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From now on, you'll have to be known as 'Bubba'!
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