“What are we going to do about this Snowhook thing?” Spence says.
“Something,” says Admin.
“We’ll have to kick it around.”
Kick it around? Does that mean a ball is coming into play? I open my eyes. No ball in sight, but what do you know? A nice little end piece from a croissant seems to have fallen under the table. I barely have to move. What a life!
“Any idea what tin prices are like these days?” Admin says.
“The three month’s at $31,600.00.”
It is? How?
Welcome Superdog, Shiloh, Maddy, Wiley.
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