Thursday, October 04, 2007

Perfect timing

One cord, then two cords -- of wood. Around noon the day of Jason's wedding Larry was called and told his wood was ready for delivery. He'd ordered it 4 weeks ago. OK. Well, I have a wedding to go to, well, you've got to get your wood. And it was delivered. Oh boy. Now Larry couldn't get his corvette out of the garage until the wood was stacked. Poor Larry. No corvette.

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