On Fri, 12 Mar 2021 21:46:34 -0800, Leo >
wrote:

>This is a true story.
>Yesterday, I boiled some beef chunks along with BtB and a small can of tomato
>sauce for beef stew. One section of my side fence had five slats knocked out
>by the neighbor kid kicking balls against it, so I decided to hammer them
>back into place.
>I gathered the materials together along with a old scissor chair, so I could
>pull out nails and staples while sitting down before banging the slats into
>the fence again. I gathered the slats and sat down on the chair, ripped right
>through and found myself smooshed on the bottom of the scissor in a fetal
>position with my legs straight up in the air.
>I was in a clamp with nobody around.

I find this very arousing, for some reason. Time for Mom's old clog
and the lube again.

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