Yeah I know, yall,s breath has been steady baited fer a bit o' news bout the bunkhouse progress.
Well here tis': we got twice by four "stud" walls ever-where 'cept the gee-rodge. (and my wallet is slimmin' down like the Titanic on a greased skid?) Pictures to foller for sure. I reckon bout the second tuesday in next week them carpentry suckas will start throwin' the rafters toward heaven, slap down a roof, and afore ya know it - who cares if it rains or not? (anybody got a tarpoleein i coulds wrap around the sides?)
Now iffen it will jest turn out as purty as aunt B's Apoochie Belly shack, we'uns will grin like possums eatin' JRM's garden groceries. Dang its fine to be WC country literate.
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