Yep. I'd come home to Lake St. Clair every spring and find my neighbor had spent yet another year flying a Coast Guard helo out to the ice and telling the besotted that, no, there was no room on the little helicopter for the ice house or the pick up truck.
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I think the three steps you suggested are in reverse order.
Apropos o' ice... every year I lived in Dee-troit there was always at least one idiot who lost a pickup by driving it on to the ice. EVERY year.
Yep. I'd come home to Lake St. Clair every spring and find my neighbor had spent yet another year flying a Coast Guard helo out to the ice and telling the besotted that, no, there was no room on the little helicopter for the ice house or the pick up truck.
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