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Tuesday, April 18, 2006
Grass...
I heard a very funny conversation happen as I was walking home tonight. There were a couple of men talking along the grassline of the property of this house. One of the men was holding a grass edger. He was fully prepared to start working...however he was arguing with the other man, telling him very simply that a shovel would simply not work. You can't edge with a shovel he kept saying, with the other insisting that it would work just fine. Both shook their corresponding tool as they argued. Very funny. Made me laugh to myself as I walked. Ahhhh...spring. I love it! :)
Slighty appropriate...
Word of the day:
Mowmuffins (mo' muh finz) - n. The dried accumulation of grass on the underside of lawn mowers.
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2 comments:
ok you need to stop listening to other people's conversations!!!!!!!!
I wasn't listening intentionally...just as I walked by:)
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