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November 22, 2012
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I would so do this.
Posted by: nursecindy | November 22, 2012 at 11:02 AM
Ditto, cindy. I am so jealous of those guys.
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | November 22, 2012 at 11:02 AM
Back when I was a lad (roughly the middle of the seventeenth century), we used to get actual snow in southern Michigan. Used to jump off our roof into drifts at least the size of that leaf pile. Now, you'd break both legs, if you were lucky.
Posted by: Omniskeptic | November 22, 2012 at 11:55 AM
They couldn't leaf well enough alone?
Now playing: If You Leaf Me Now, by Chicago
Now reading: Leaves of Grass, by Whitman
I would imagine taking the first jump required a leaf of faith?
Posted by: PirateBoy | November 22, 2012 at 02:03 PM
I'm in.
Someone please dig me out.
Posted by: HogsAteMySister | November 22, 2012 at 02:35 PM
Wonder how many garden slugs could hide in all that?
Just askin'.
I'd still do it but with my mouth closed.
Posted by: Steve | November 22, 2012 at 03:55 PM
Our pile of leaves makes this one look like a molehill, so next Autumn all are welcome to hang out at our place and play 'til you're pooped. Bring your own rake/blower.
Posted by: Jan in Grimsby | November 22, 2012 at 05:46 PM
We know how to have fun, here in Logan. Luckily, they're not being chased by a crazed goat, like the paperboy just up the road in Smithfield.
Posted by: Flash | November 23, 2012 at 02:59 AM