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Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Gregorysm's Day
In his most spirited tone when asked what happened to the front lawn -- which had been scrapped like an itchy wound to reveal rich soil vice the luscious green grass that the gardener proudly works on once a week (hoping not a personal attack, considering this is the most colorful campaign in history) -- Gregory replied...
"Why don't you ask Chase. It was probably one of his little scab friends."
Could I have been way off the mark in my thinking that maybe he had a legit answer?
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