secret day off.

breakfast time in the woodsly goodness.

me and those two little ones

get to hang out all day.

but there's no big fun on the agenda-

since the snow is gone already,

i'll have to put 'em to work, y'all...

we've got saplings to snap,

leaves and leavings to remove,

and fenceposts to pound in.

my weekend is F*ed up during vacation times,

so it's an unpaid (yard)workday for us.

yay!

whatever, y'all,

the sun is out,

there's a gentle breeze blowin',

and this sh!t has got to get done.

i'm teaching these little duders about motivation.

and responsibility.

and all kinds of hard working hard styles.

these kids aren't even all that bummed out about it.

they say they're good at chopping stuff.

thems my girls, after all,

axe-warrior women are what i always wanted.

and so we're on that hatchet-type severe severance.

there's always lots to do at the fortress, anyway.

(maybe there will be big fun in the long run)

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so,

i made more righteous cookies.

the chocolate peanut butter ones.

that's a sure-fire way to ensure that we'll have company.

i'll bet it's my most attractive quality.

the cookie creation, i mean;

my wife might disagree,

but she's not really a sweets-eater.

she's sweet enough on her own, an' that.

or maybe it's just that i'm not that attractive.

either way,

i'm thinking about becoming a cookie baker,

full time.

y'know,

happiness over wealthiness.

i'll probably get big and fat, too.

cookies are good for that.

a jolly, jelly-bellied, oven-stuffed fattie boombattie?!

it's a pretty risky operation,

but it'll be worth it.

right?

i'll get one of those big dumb white hats,

and an apron,

and a rolling pin,

and all that good stuff.

all night kitchen-type sh!t.

i mean it;

it's hard to be in a bad mood with

fresh-baked cookie hottness filling the air.

you can bet your A* i'm bringing some outside with us,

to power our plowing,

and fuel our forestry.

chocolate is good for you, too.

miss maple told me so.

anyhow,

now all you cookie-munchin' mutha-b!tches know

where the hot hot treats are at-

i'll be seing y'all later-

you know you want 'em, so come get 'em;

never quiet, never soft