Once upon a time random signs offering 'stump grinding' used to (scare?) me. I would think of amputees. Today, I think of Rita and Katrina. Two bitches from 2005.
its a shame ... depressing ... that its stilled all fucked up
Happy stumpitude! Am traveling, visiting an old friend, and a woodpecker is beating a tattoo on her house near the guest bedroom. Future stumps, if the bird has it's way...
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