We're repainting the golf cart, and Casey did all the art. It's going to have the tent across the front, juggling stuff on one side, and a trapeze artist on the other. I pointed out that he did the breasts wrong, which amused me greatly. He's like, what, oh. I guess you're right. I was like, yep. Everyone's gone right now. It's our day off and I
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