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Wait, is it the dog? The fence? The color of the sky? Did you get a new haircut?
Well I’m stumped.
That was an unbeleafably bad pun.
How’d you do that?! The dog magically appeared!
Oh yeah, she does that sometimes. You mean your dog doesn’t teleport?
What did she do with it after digging it up? Bury it in the neighbor’s yard?
I wasn’t there for that part, but what I heard was that the big chunks got put in a big truck.
Did you get a cord out it? Takes a while to dry and then termites might visit…
We just kept the mulch. Got enough random wood laying around this place without that mess.
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