We're going to the farmers market tomorrow, unless it's pouring down rain. Himself wants tomato plants and the ones at Walmart and so on are all sick and leggy. So, off we go to get plants. And I'm not taking care of them. He'll do it. Especially since I can't eat tomatoes, only cooked stuff like sauce. But I'll bet you dollars to doughnuts that I
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