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Alert the media! Dick Van Dyke's on the roof again! |
What's that on the roof? What's that clop clop cloppity clop? Could it be Santa and his reindeer, seriously early and misguided? They always skip the house of the SJG. Maybe this year, I get special treatment. I put in a request for some fall wardrobe upgrades. Could it be? Fingies crossed. Hang on, I'll check. Nope, no visitors from the North Pole. Could it be chimney sweepers dancing up there? Singing "Chim chim-in-ney, chim chim-in-ney, chim chim cher-oo"? Is Dick Van Dyke up there with his broom? Could it be? Fingies crossed. Hang on, I'll check. That would be a no. No chimney sweepers, no blokes with bristles. Not a one. Could it be a Fiddler? Up there, fiddling? Could it be? Fingies crossed. I'll go check. Negatory. No Fiddler. Could it be hubby, up there again, cleaning the solar panels on his day off? Uh yeah, it could be. Careful up there, hubby. Come down soon.
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