I’m full of it this morning, if “it” means last night’s dinner. The wife and I had quite the repast. We spent too much, but it’s only money. I don’t need that electricity anyway.
Oh wait, it is fry an egg on the pavement hot (aka summer).
I guess I don’t need water.
Oh, in all that heat I sweat and need to shower…
Okay, I guess it means hot dogs at Costco snd Spam for the next month.
But boy was that steak good…
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