You're a funny man, foot. Funny indeed.
There definitely have been some general improvements in the last day: Mr. Clod reported much less pain in his shoulder this morning, and we put an offer on a house last night that we feel pretty certain they'll take without hesitation. So since we're not going out looking at houses again today, I have pretty much the whole day to go get some miscellaneous candy and plastic eggs from the grocery store, and I've decided that clue
haikus will suffice, at least for this year.
(But I may still take you up on your poem-writing skills in subsequent years monster, so you'd better consider yourself a permanent dwellar.)
Oh, and telling the truth is for pansies, foot, everyone knows that!