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a small unimportant piece of the transmission fell out. My newly former girlfriend got out of the van & slammed the door which fell off. My idea to try composted rutabaga as fuel

was a success! The problem with my ex girlfriend was that we try a 3some with her mother. She's a good-looking women & wearing the years well! I stuffed a turnip into the fuel tank

buster which is my pet name for my riding lawn mower. Out there, I can forget about all the nastiness of my wife and her mother. I drift away into a world of unicorns as I cut the

grass, kick up dirt from mown down gopher hills & strafe the fence with stray rocks.So peaceful!Oh there's my neighbor waving and talking but I can't hear him over the riding mower

so I wave back and keep going. Now my neighbor is getting on his riding mower too to try to catch up and stop me. Oh, you wanna race do ya? I gave it all she had, no way was he

going to catch me on my electric wheel chair. I had stolen the thing from the little old lady at Walmart. Knocked her into the rack outside the pharmacy, causing all the Depends