he stores away
the snow-blower:
she's knocking on wood
the snow-blower:
she's knocking on wood
posted by david giacalone at 9:23 PM
Thursday, March 30, 2006
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6 Comments:
hah! exactly.
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I'm knocking on the wood, too!
I brought my car's snow shovel back inside the house yesterday. But, I've still got my AAA Auto Club Card in my wallet.
p.s. Don't you wish you could find out about those "deleted" comments?
very nice, David - I was thinking about getting the hammock out of the garage...
Very nice!
Sangeet
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