After takin' a swig o' grog, Homer belched out this bit o' wisdom:
> Verily I say unto thee, that Phil Da Lick! spake thusly:
>
>> I've never heard of that one. Whereabouts are you exactly? My
>> property is fenced in on three sides.
>
> We're on the NE coast of Scotland, in what was a new development when we
> moved in about seven years ago. It's the first time we've ever lived in
> a brand-new property. Every other house we've lived in was protected on
> all *four* sides, but apparently that no longer "acceptable" for some
> councils. Personally I hate it; it makes me feel like a circus exhibit.
> I'm not exactly expecting something like Stalag 17, but just a waist
> -high fence or bush would be nice - anything to keep those damn dogs and
> kids off my property.
You need some home security courtesy of high-powered lasers!
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o Goofus kneecaps his friend who has not paid up his gambling debt.
o Gallant gives his friend the chance to work off the debt by making a
few key hits he's been needing done.
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