Hope he didn't make any sharp turns. All that yummy stuff would get dumped all over the road. At nine to twelve dollars a bale, that would be a bad thing.
When I was small, my young brother-in-law used to make me hoot with laughter by saying 'that's what horses eat', every time I said 'Hey!'. So I said it all the time and became very tiresome.
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Hey, that looks like some mighty fine alfalfa hay!
You've got me, Willow. I was just struck by how high it was piled.
Hope he didn't make any sharp turns. All that yummy stuff would get dumped all over the road. At nine to twelve dollars a bale, that would be a bad thing.
Y, know Judy, that's kind of what I thought. Seemed to me the hay was piled way too high for that truck. But . . . what do I know?
Must be a lot of friction with hay.
When I was small, my young brother-in-law used to make me hoot with laughter by saying 'that's what horses eat', every time I said 'Hey!'. So I said it all the time and became very tiresome.
Yup, same thing over here in The Colonies!
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