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boxes are for burning

We get approximately three boxes a day in deliveries My husband is the ultimate order-machine He takes more stuff back than most people order I am sure UPS knows his name now These boxes stack up on couches, the back of a bookshelf, Beds, chairs, tables, and other not-for-boxes-places When I get tired of them, I burn them in a huge bonfire I love this part of the boxes the best, thus I encourage these orders.

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