10:30, it's dark and SHE let me quit. For the night.
FOR THE NIGHT? I wanta quit forever.
This is so not right...making an old Spook like me
work. Mowing grass. Em, I need one of the minions.
Shoulda listened to my dad and bought a tractor with
air conditioning.
Now I've been setting here trying to rest up so I can go
clean up. This is awful. I hurt all over. Even my hurts, hurt.
Changed my mind...not goona kidnap you now. I need YOU
to come and kidnap ME. Save me from this mean evil woman.
Did you take my rocking chair to Mississippi with you?
Come on over to PA. I won't make you mow (I pay someone to do that... too hilly, might hurt myself...). I do, however, have a lot of undesirable green plants in amongst the things I DID plant. I started pulling them today, overflowed my wagon and I am probably 1/10th of the way through the garden... I will pay you in jellybeans...
I also have two rocking chairs and a porch swing (and a hammock).
It's worse than I thought. I was taking my shower and
my hand kept hurting.
I got a BLISTER!!! Working-man hands.
Now I'm gonna have to go the emergency room or
something. Probably going to put my arm in a sling
or at least a cast on my finger. And on one of my best
fingers, even. My jelly-bean eating hand...
Probably takes what, three-four weeks for a blister to
heal?
Blue, I really need kidnapped. Can you come and get me
tonight. I can't even drive a car to run away now...my arm's
broke.
Someone HELP....call 911...my wife's being mean to me.