You know, for when they play with wood

Today, my husband was telling me about televised lumberjack competitions and the contests that take place during such events. After a second’s worth of deep thought, I asked him, “So would this competition be called a Lumberjack-Off?”

With a small smile escaping his lips despite my husband’s better judgment and efforts, he said, “no.”

My victorious reply: “Haaa, I see a smile!!”

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You know, for when they play with wood

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