Having just gotten back from a very long car trip, I thought I'd propose a few fun things to do to pass the time.
They were ploughing your field.
They unyoked the horses and galloped after them.
" "Well, what do you say, Fomitch--start mowing or wait a bit?" "Eh, well.
Our way's to wait till St.
Peter's Day.
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