By quarter 'til eleven, the rocks have grown diamond hard. I turned over a new leaf and landed in my office chair at 8:30 this a.m. All my rocks are now a fine powder.
The biggest sledge could not break my rocks today. No matter how hard I swung, I was destine to miss. I swung anyway, gravel is at my feet. That is not typical for me. I still feel like I can't swing a plastic hammer.
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You get to break yours? I have to push mine uphill. I almost got that (BASTARD!) over the top a few years ago.
By quarter 'til eleven, the rocks have grown diamond hard. I turned over a new leaf and landed in my office chair at 8:30 this a.m. All my rocks are now a fine powder.
Okay, okay. I'm getting back to work.
I outsourced mine to Bangalore; "Robert" does quite well breaking my rocks, and the music! man he has the best dancey-rock break music.
The biggest sledge could not break my rocks today. No matter how hard I swung, I was destine to miss. I swung anyway, gravel is at my feet. That is not typical for me. I still feel like I can't swing a plastic hammer.
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