The Mulch we were Supposed to Purchase a Year Ago
My dad always asked me when I was a kid, "Are ya workin' hard or hardly workin?"
Workin' hard, Grandpa. Workin' REAL hard. Not only did I manage to score 60 bags of mulch for the price of 30 bags, but I also walked away with TWO free wooden pallets AND a large man who unloaded the entire truck for me while I stared in wonder at all the possibilities ahead of me for those pallets. Workin' hard alright - using my big huge brain in place of my tiny little muscles. Whoever said hard work was all physical anyways?!
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