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My boss killed a bear. My boss field dressed the bear. My boss skinned the bear and hauled it out of the wilderness in pieces (300lbs.). My boss cut the bear up into steaks, sausage, etc. so it could be eaten. My boss eats the bear.
My boss is a G-I-R-L. Yes!…a girl! And she is married!
Imagine if you will, what her husband must think about while falling asleep at night after a spat over not taking out the garbage or vacuuming the house…
I’d bet he is a very light sleeper, uh-huh.
(f.y.i. – I do my best to stay on my boss’s good side.)

