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Why the hell didn't you tell me we were getting hay today? Oh yeah, you did tell me. After I showered and got dressed for going to the movies. Not for getting hay! Why would I even think we would be getting any today, when we got some yesterday? I really, really don't enjoy getting all dirty and covered in hay after I get all freshly clean. I don't. So now I'm all pissed off because I hate hay. It's heavy and dirty and prickly. You keep saying we'll have it delivered. You've been saying this for months. Well, I'm still hauling the big ass bales out of my truck and putting them in the shed. Then moving them from the shed down to the barn. Some of them weigh more than I do! Oh my god I hate hay!