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I'm not a big fan of summer around here...

Art SC

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When our lawn mower broke down, my wife kept hinting to me that I should get it fixed.

But somehow I always had something else to take care of first...the truck, the car, metal detecting, fishing...always something more important.

Finally she thought of a clever way to make her point.

When I arrived home one day, I found her seated in the tall grass, busily snipping away with a tiny pair of sewing scissors.

I watched silently for a short time and then went into the house. I was gone only a few minutes.

When I came out again, I handed her a toothbrush.

"When you finish cutting the grass," I said, "you might as well sweep the sidewalk."

After whomping on me some, she said the LEAST I could do was get her a new "riding" mower.

I can now walk but I will probably always have a limp.



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