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I don't care who you are, that's funny stuff right there.

I'm disparately trying to wrap up Chrismas, so to speak. Youngest just moved a whole load of crappola over to the garage this afternoon. This has got BH's bowels in a uproar. X and wifie made a 'gotta move this stuff over right now, the truck is loaded' call. This has fried my poor big daddy who is roaring around the house. X did it to piss off BH and boy did it work. Ya, worked. Nicely done. At one point BH apologized that I had to go through all this. Me, 'this is nuthin, he can't really hurt me anymore.'

It went well though, X and wifie didn't say a word. X smiled at me in a funny way, almost like he was sorry. I just feel sad for him. Wifie wouldn't even look at me. I just blathered on, 'oh look at all this stuff. Is this all? When's the rest coming? Could we have a little notice next time? I still need to get you keys, yada yada yada.'

I thought I'd be a little tense over it. But I'm not.

Every day is a good day.

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