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| The awesome-sauce pineapple knocker on our new front door. Which we OWN! |
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| A gas range at last! The Commodore demands to know what the hell took so long. |
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| Livin' it up. 'Cause lawn chairs in the living room and a TV atop a box are part of living the high life. |
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| Colors for the master bath. |
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| These two hate each other. So obviously they must both be in this one of the five sunlit patches available. |
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| Sittin' pretty on our sexy new sofa. |
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| The actual sofa. |
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| Hypnotized by drying laundry. |
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| Eat at Mike's. Their food is even better than their restrooms. |
Feel up to speed? Good.
