Two cans of beer. My brother and I went skiing that day. At a certain point along our route, there are the ruins of a long-abandoned house, surrounded by an apple orchard. A lot of deer in that area. Sometimes we see impressions in the snow where deer have been sleeping. There is also an enormous, fenced-in private "ranch" where monied "sportsmen" can shoot captive animals. That's got to make you feel manly.
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Beer and snow.
Remember the time we went up into the hills behind my aunts house one night with Marna to sit by the fire with some beers in the night. Then my aunt suddenly shows up? hoho
quick, hide the beer!
She probably brought hot coco or cookies or something. hehe, Even in the woods at night, there was no hiding in a small town. haha
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