good news

We're on the east coast right now,

so neither this,

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(frostbite, causing some very silly looking sock lines that have lasted on the upward side of three weeks)

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nor this,

(a half inch sliver from the favorite brothers house, and yes the house can still support itself without it)

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should happen to us.

But alas, we are us where ever we go, and though we've managed to keep away from wood products and snow so far, we fear what other catastrophes may befall us...like black boogers (from the deep fried air we're breathing) hindering sales as they hang from our unknowing noses. Or worse, hacking up furballs (from the sheep shearer's behind us) onto some childs cotten candy, accidentally of course...or, horror upon horror, running out of snack food and actually being reduced to eating a full sandwhich a day...

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we want to go home to our deep snow and our slivers now please where its safe.