Greetings, comrades, and welcome to another glorious Labor Day in People’s Republic of Amerika! Revolution is almost complete, and Great Leader Brandon will finally rid us of the Jews Kulaks MAGAs who are holding back eternal peace and prosperity in Green New World.
Not afraid of a little hard work, at least on those gams.
It’s still August, and it’s still hot as heck here, but we’re getting rain and t-storms every few days, not the drought the rest of the continent seems to have right now. It’s going to be dicey getting the second cutting of hay for the year, and we won’t be getting a third. I hear that it’s going for $24 a square bale (50#) out in CA (drought, mostly, but the high cost of urea this year is starting to hit with this as well). Going to be a lot of horses looking for new homes at that price.
Michelle in blue.
I can’t believe it either. This means that BBF must be old enough to vote.
She fills that dress nicely.
I really should plan something significant for next week.
Glistening with pretty eyes.
It’s a new day! Wait, it is a new day, isn’t it? I mean, there’s this big bright ball in the sky and no snow on the ground, and that’s really weird, but I feel like that’s happened before.
She seems enthusiastic.
First week of May. Geez, time flies when civilization is being wrecked, don’t it?
I haven’t had this yet and I’m going to need some soon.
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