Not to put off those who are dying to see all of the massive, awe-inspiring house progress that we are making these days–because we are! Really!–but for right now we are continuing our campaign for more houseguests. Honestly, we don’t know why people won’t come visit us. You want evidence of the good time you can have at our house? You want some proof? Fine. We got your proof right here.
As we promised, if you come to visit us we will:
Take you to Thurston’s Lobster Pound for lobster:
And bring you to the ocean so you can play on the beach:
And we’ll even, if you ask reeeeeal nice, let you climb our stairs to the scary yellow guestroom:
Heck, we’ll even leave the plywood on the stairs so you can have better traction. How nice is that?
We won’t make you work at all. Not even a little bit.
We will, however, make your father carry giant logs through clouds of mosquitoes as we rearrange our woodpile.
What can we say? Michael has standards for how he treats his brother Clinton, and those standards must be met.





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