As the sun sets on Stal Sprenkeling we observe Jan with his new tractor attachment; a dung mover. There is nothing like the glitch of tractor wheels trying to get a grip up a steep hill of wet straw and horseshit, the smell of freshly shredded excrement as it is flung onto the mountain. O, the romance of it all!
Mine! All mine!
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hey dad
I think i fixed the computer with a little (and i mean a very little)help from my friends
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