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Was tempted to start a new thread called You've Got To Be Fucking Kidding Me, but figured this was apropos.


I woke up this morning and looked out my window at the overgrown garden, a mix of weeds, winter rye, red clover and, WTF is that? A huge mound of dead grass clippings? What is that mountain of brown stuff next to the compost pile, dead hay? Who the F put all that crap there? Gets glasses, sees hole. Fucking woodchuckRIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF MY BASTARD GARDEN!

I have to sight in my rifle again because I took the scope off when I glassed-bedded the barrel and replaced the trigger.

Should be fun, but it's just one more thing to add to the list...

I wonder how far the tunnel goes? Bad news for the garden though to have an entrance to a gallery right in the garden.