The Turkey Brothers have learned a new trick, by the way. They get up into the suspended ceiling in the basement and push down the tiles. On purpose. Like human brothers -- or so I've heard, seeing as I only have the one brother -- they egg each other on to new heights of trouble.
I was right when I named them Turkey Brothers. And it's politer than calling them shits.
Sorry for the silence yet again, by the way. A combination of being busy and having neck problems. We'll see what I can manage this week.
As usual, no promises.
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