I guess the kitchen sink backed up and my Mom called the plumber, but not just any plumber, she called what JT believes is the greatest plumber ever. So great that during our Skype phone call he felt the need to yell out the plumber's name every 30 seconds, followed by a fit of giggles.
That's right, he was shouting
DICK'S PLUMBING
He's right, that is pretty funny. Be you 7 or 40.
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I have been away from the blogs lately, so I am glad to hear that you made it safely to Iceland. It sounds like a really good time. Except that I am a really picky eater, so I would be no fun to have with you!
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