--I like blueberries. But choosing to pick them after the sun went down wasn't to good a idea because there were enough mosquitoes to give the red cross a run for their money. Not that I’m complaining. If it was a choice of leaving them over night for that whack a doodle crow. I didn't mind braving a few mosquitoes.
--Of course navigating through the minefield of Jerry lee’s hole’s was a pain the neck. Being the graceful fool that I am some time’s. But even if I did trip I was than prepared to recover my blueberries no matter what.
--Luckily making it back to the house wasn't a problem. The problems started when my wife and children decided fresh blueberries were quite good. Reminding me that sharing was in my own words the only why to go.
--Even though my protests feel on deaf ears. Leave to a bunch of whack a doodle's to have selective hearing for years. Until they find me with a bowel of fresh blueberries.
--I guess it could be worse at lest the dang fool crow wasn't pecking at the window demanding his fair share.....
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