Stuck in the Mud

Ah fucking shit.
Doing chores and the lovely machine that is supposed to facilitate them gets me stuck. No wonder people weren’t obese back in the ol’ days. Lugging hay bales over muddy war torn fields is no stroll in the park.
Then as I was carrying eggs back to the washing station I tripped and cracked over half of them. Eggs a la carte anyone?

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P.S we’re still stuck

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