I began to ask myself what could be worse than a dryer repair bill a couple of weeks before Christmas as I was hanging the clothes on the drying rack this morning, when I realized we'd be a lot worse off if the washing machine was broken (with our "load-a-day" habit).
Friday, December 9, 2011
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My brown dog, the end.
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