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Originally Posted by Ivas
Funny you should ask. I saw her dragging some apparently heavy rolls of garbage bags and duct tape through the backdoor to a recently roto-tilled area of the garden. She came back a few minutes later to get a pick, shovel and a sack of quicklime from the garage. When I asked her, "Wass up, sugar?" She silently eyed me as if she were sizing me up for some grim purpose.
What do you guys think? Is she preparing a surprise for me? I love surprises...
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