Tam and I were out walking the other day, and we passed the Grange. Seeing a large gap in the fence, we deduced that it was a subtle invitation to passers by.
No one seemed to be home.
So it was obviously time for.... CHARLIE'S ANGELS!! or Angel.
Tammy demonstrating her Ninja Skills, by scaling the wall.
I found a good soap box.
There were no roses, so we had to settle for a weed.
It's hard to look cool with a weed in your mouth.
In fact, someone of lesser abilities would have given up after the first attempt.
On our walk we found the reminders of New Years: 44 bottles of Vodka. We hoped that the party was a large one.
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