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Tuesday, August 17, 2004

Rich and I are murderers (say that word like Golum, I know I always do) ... murderer.

We got some burrow bombs and decimated 4 different woodchuck nests. This morning instead of seeing the usual 16-20 woodchucks grazing in my back yard there was only 4 or 5 of them. I feel so evil, though. Maybe now the Caddyshack dreams will go away.

posted by Tami Jean @ 6:49 AM   1 comments

1 Comments:

At 12:10 PM, Blogger Tami Jean said...

ok, they seem to have come back from the dead :/ Burrows are dug out and the yard is populated again. Now its personal.

:: cue Caddyshack themesong ::

 

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