Bill has thrown up his hands in frustration today and is headed for Aunt Mary's in Indiana. He's packed the van and the trailer, and decided any more effort is just unmanageable. He's done. No more helping. Someone else's problem now. Good for Bill.
I'm making fudge and chilling the beer. Come on home, sweetheart.
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