Scintillating Sunday repartee, yawn man.
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Thrilling Sunday report, see man:
Had to roust Mini-B.'s carcass before any work could be done, namely laundry man.
Finally achieved this and got him to help us change the beds, minor miracle man.
All Many (2+1) LLs were ultimately conquered, victorious we man.
We even got him to put his stuff away rather than leaving it on his bed, minor miracle man.
Put new blanket from Saturday's ES on our bed, looks promising man.
Mini-B. highly impressed, impressed wee man.
Breakfast/lunch for Mini-B. was an ongoing bowl of Aldi-knockoff Lucky Charms, ingest wee man.
Breakfast/lunch for us was the remaining slice of 'roni 'za, ingest we man.
Din-din for Mini-B. was toucans -- si man, toucans -- of Chef B. S&Ms, ingest wee man.
Din-din for us was 2 buttered bagels, ingest we man.
Ex-Mrs.-T-B. showed up to retrieve Mini-B., end of Two Guys week man.
We dished and de-dished the warsher, first time on Sunday in some time man.
No party with the rubias tonight, no cavort we man.
Must visit Mama T-B. on Monday, mandatory man.
Must make progress with our taxes, time wasting man.
Waiting with bated breath for Bro G to report outcome of making Tuna Glop in margarita machine, man.
And that was/is our thrilling Sunday, report we man.