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Tires and Ropes For Swings

My bug out bag would include my grandchildren. It would have to be large, because I have ten. My cat and dog would go in and my wild raccoons. They count on me for their food right? My husband could stay home. I have had him so long we are redundant. We can watch eight hours of TV And laugh at only the same things And say the same words For the entire time, and only these words. I would take a jug of red grapefruit juice, and a five tires and a large bundle of rope. Matches for a bon fire. Wait! I am taking the cat out. She is ordering the children about again. Making one cry. The dog gets to go; she is laid back. Is that a rat? Who brought that? Okay. If it has a name, How can I say no to a pet?

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