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As I was staring out towards my front garden Tuesday night (during one of the torrential downpours of the day), I could swear I saw a deer taking a shower with Irish Spring.
Maybe I was just hallucinating? Or maybe it was kind of a reverse desert/mirage effect?
In similar news -- if we were going to endure all that wet in June ... the least we could have done was broken the record for rainiest June of all time ... no??!?!?!
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