Forget about continuing the blood line, or healing the world. Forget the joy of shaping innocent minds. Forget the instinctual need to create a family. The real purpose of children is to do the crap jobs that we parents don't want to do.

Just kidding. They wanted to try to remove the drift. But with the 50 mph winds continuing, it seems like a hopeless task. I feel a round of hot cocoa's brewing.
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Do you think Riser is too young to this for us? Cause really, he loves shovels...
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