Okay, so it's not REALLY a crack house, it's huge, and we don't live on the prairie. But still. Are we crazy, or what?
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Love the green back steps. By the way, I saw a half nude man in your house a few nights ago. Just thought you should know.
Which half?
The top. Thank god.
Well, that's a relief. Probably Bob, our drywall finisher. Was he on stilts?
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