Once Grandma reminded me of a day when we kids were very busy.
While she was downstairs doing laundry, Richard and I decided to decorate the livingroom by placing a small pile of ashes from the fireplace on the arms of the couches and chairs. Then, because it was so beautiful, we added ashes to the center of each of the seats. We were scolded and told not to play in the ashes or the livingroom. Grandma probably went outside to hang clothes on the line to dry, so we went downstairs, gathered up fistfulls of nails and put them into the dryer. When Grandma discovered this she sent us back upstairs where we promptly filled the toilet with potatoes.
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