This is one of the two best blog posts I’ve read on Word Press since I joined in October. It absolutely tickled me to death! Marvelous job, Ms. Ladybug!
I don’t know anything about baseball, but I know a thing or two about victories.
Once upon a time, there was a guy named Bob. He married young, worked hard and it took him only a few years and he was able to buy some land.
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Reminds me about a guy I knew who had around 5 acres of land with trees on it. On the far side of his property someone decided they needed to build some houses.
The new homeowners moved in, fell a few trees from their lot down into his property and then complained to him that he needed to clean up his property- all those trees are an eye sore…..soooo, this guy was subtle, but funny in his revenge….he was a landscaper and managed to buy some trees….not just any trees but some female gingko trees and planted them just inside his property border.
They have beautiful fan shaped leaves, some of the oldest known trees still in existence. The leaves turn beautiful bright yellow in the fall and grow to be very large specimen trees. But the females are known for one more thing- their fruit that drops late summer and smells like dog poo.
One summer and no one complained to him again.
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I trust Ms. Ladybug is reading this. She’ll get a kick out of that! The neighbor behind us built this obscenely large garage/workshop in his backyard that blocks out view of EVERYTHING, even the beautiful mountains. We walk out in our backyard and all we see is the side of the bloomin’ shed. Lord Drollery lies awake at night some times trying to figure out how to get back at him!
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