EDIT: Oh yeah, I love when I have to help my dad with stuff. It's like a Three Stooges episode, only with less funny noises and more swearing. It seems like we've been moving a lot of shit, lately. Entertainments Centers, Treadmills, Dry wall... and it's always the same story. We get stuck somewhere on the stairs, one of us almost dies, and we
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