One of my chores today was to deal with the seaweed that has washed up on the edge of the lake. This happens occasionally, especially right after they've sprayed. I usually have about a bucket's worth, maybe two if it's really bad.
This time I had about seven buckets. And a neighbor had pulled it out of the lake to dry, so I did two additional buckets for them. The neighbor said there had been something weird about the lake, that there was a film on it. Whatever happened, it was a little absurd.
Aunt C was here at the same time so I grabbed her clippings and then said
A: I'm going back inside but I'll leave the lard wa... nope, that's wrong.
A: the yawn wa...nope, still wrong the other way.
C: haha
A: the yard waste out. Phew. I talked correctly.
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