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As the neighborhood kids played merrily on the swingsets below, Diane gleefully plotted her revenge for the time they egged her house on Halloween.
Yet another season where the Maple Leafs end up completely crushed.
Uhhh hello. I'm offic... Mr. Willis. Here to... mow your lawn. Could you let me in so I can find your lawn mower... uhhh... fluid?
See, kids? Just because someone wielding deadly blades is asking for a ride doesn't mean they're out to get you. Go ahead, give it a try! ~Not-So-Handy Andy
Pharmacy, please. I must have mixed up my meds because right now this taxi looks like a lawnmower with a shopping cart attached.