Last night, Ben started telling us about this place called “Hoonose.” They have trucks there. And a big crane. Steve and I were looking at each other, thinking, What on earth is he talking about? We asked him some more questions, but then he clammed up and wouldn’t say anymore. Steve finally shrugged his shoulders … Continue reading Hoonose
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