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The rain is cold and depressing, but it is helping the lawn grow strong.

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The pre-landscape yard

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Tearing up the yard, with ninja weapons.

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Puting all the dead flox into ninja trash bags

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The scorched barren earth free of Flox, Salamanders, Spiders, Crickets and cute little snakes that can’t open their mouth wide enough to bite my ninja finger.

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They may be ninja kittens, but they are young and imature in the ways of stealth.

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A grean lush wonderland of grassy goodness.

Sore thorat, medicine head, broken headphones, sucky work, annoying wushu, puky post-lunch. I’m going to russia.