“This is nearly as painful as that year I was the back end of a horse in a vaudeville show. Nailing those shoes on for five shows a day was moider!”
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Glory be, not only a full update for the 9th makes deadline, but it even included a 1930 Sunday page which didn’t need a second day to make presentable.
Walt tries to get some gardening help from the boys, but falls into a classic trap. Rick flagrantly runs afoul of the law. On the other side of that, Chug-Chug ran down a motorcycle cop’s motorcycle, and he’s hauled up before a stern-looking judge. (Brenda is willing to act as the prosecutor if needed.) And we find out what Joel spotted in the area Rufus is digging up.
Guess I get to use the bed tonight – pumped!