Wow, considering the possibilities, that's even <gasp> clean.
Cotty wrote:
On 22/1/05, William Robb, discombobulated, unleashed:
Wimp.
Thursday night, I blew out the compound at the club to make room for a dog "rest area", and blew a path to our outdoor storage. Snow upwards of 3 feet deep, and hard blown enough to walk on. After supper, I took my dog to class.
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after which I spent about 3 hours blowing the snow off our parking lot, which was a foot deep in fresh snow.
Don't you guys ever run out of breath with all this blowing?
Cheers, Cotty
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