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My mom and sister were pretty tickled when they found this ad in their local paper. So much so they cut it out and delivered it to me. Personally I would like to see the guy on a rider mower and why not have crew of gardeners with weed whackers and hedge clippers?
posted by Eiríkur @ 4/05/2005 06:37:00 PM
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When I was six I remember sitting in the carbon-monoxide seats of my parent’s late ’70s powder blue station wagon. I would lip-sync to Crystal Gayle’s “Don’t It Make My Brown Eyes Blue” looking over at the drivers of other cars. I was convinced they would see me and think that I was Crystal, broadcasting directly to their AM dial. Recently I realized I was just high on fumes.
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