I've been building shed in my back yard in my spare time to replace the piece of crap "metal" Home Depot rust bucket that lasted one year short of the 10 year warranty. Yesterday, after logging off of BOTL, I go out back to start the vinyl siding and as I'm about to tack the first corner post I realize that I'm singing "Wicked Game" to myself. Now mind you I'm about as opposite in scale, in so much as talent is concerned, as Chris Isaak and I'm annoying the Hell out of myself (not to mention the dogs have begun howling). Thank God the ice cream truck passed by. Now if I can just get that damned Mr. Softee jingle out my brain!!
Geez Brooks! Why?
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