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Posted by Paul(in NY) [12.64.120.129] on Thursday, May 13, 2010 at 19:07:18 :
In Reply to: Re: Gordon and Joe posted by Joe Cimoch [68.116.181.98] on Thursday, May 13, 2010 at 18:33:47 :
Many Many years ago, I lived in a small village. My back yard and the neighbors back yard were separated by a fence. This neighbor was like the wicked witch from the west. She had a large Rhubarb patch running out from the fence. One day, in a better of her moods, she asked if I knew anything about Rhubarb. Nope...Why. She said the Rhubarb next to the fence had a much better flavor, year after year.
Now, the rest of the story; My dogs loved to go wet on the Rhubarb growing along the fence. It was their favorite spot. I hate Rhubarb LOL
Paul
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