On the way home from school today, we saw a dude stretched out on his roof stringing Christmas lights.
Thank the Gummi Mary, all we have to do at the Mansion is flip a switch in the garage.
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The Road To Hillmomba
A 20-acre utopia smack dab in the middle of Hillmomba, where Hillbilly Mom posts her cold-hearted opinions, petty grievances, and self-proclaimed wisdom in spite of being a technology simpleton.
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