The band soon formed a theory that I was actually storing a big strong man in my hatch. They could not figure out how I was getting certain things done around the place. I told them that if I had a big strong man I'd put him on the roof like a hood ornament, not in a basement hatch. They were very helpful all week, from getting rid of rattle snakes to fixing my skylight situation. Their company was also very nice, even if I did start to feel somewhat like a youthful Mrs.Robinson or a rather mature Pennie Lane.
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