I'm at my aunt's house printing some resumés. The place is a madhouse. Connie's screaming at the kids, the kids are screaming at one another, a frog hopped into the living room through the back door, and they all started screaming about that. Connie insisted it was "huge." It was two inches long, and trapped in the curtains. I scooped the poor
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