Jgrden
Member
So when we arrived home, Mary noticed a package attached to our mail box. It was a nice, neat, new Priority Mail package. Upon opening it, fourteen identically proportioned Pine Cones begged to be cut and turned. The one pine cone that I took from his front yard leaped with joy when it saw its relatives all sitting in a box, hugging each other.
What a guy, thank you.
John
What a guy, thank you.
John