I suppose we should be grateful this is all they tore down (especially on a -2℉ morning).

What blanket-that-you-were-sure-we-couldn’t-reach?”In the interest of equine equability, the hoodlum probably wasn’t RC, and may not even have been the lightning-lipped Chezzie, but you can bet your braided tail they stood around and watched.

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