I took a colossal spill down the front steps while carrying a big box of books. I did a cat flip and landed on my back, so my lower back is sore, and I needed a soak. I typed: May I use the hot tub for a few Mounties? My landlady’s daughter was perplexed. I said, Er, um, make that—A few minutes? She replied: You might want to keep your Mounties! No neighsaying, but, hay, that’s the last straw—the hot tub seems pretty crowded. Lie on your back and think of.... Oh, Canada! Hold your horses, I hear whinnying & hooves at the door. Maple leaves falling from the sky.
LOL, ya gotta love oughtocorrect.
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