Smoking a Toscano Garibaldi. With a small glass of rum. This morning I was putting up new blinds, and removing the dirt that comes into the house. It's like living in a desert, with wind 24 hours a day. I also cleaned the carpet in the living room. My sister-in-law's dog has peed about three hundred times, all over the house, carpets, etc. My sister-in-law says I'm a good man, because I never get mad at her. Sometimes it's better to be a jerk, and go to the park and talk to the ducks, ants or the nomos or trolls. I don't blame the poor dog, of course.
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