At 10 o'clock this morning, this big boy made like a tree and got out of here, "here" being my living room window. I'm not sure how they're gonna get this thing out, it's friggin' huge and there's no street access to the courtyard. I think it would be cool if they airlifted it out with a helicopter, but more likely I'll be serenaded by chainsaws all week. At least the Crocodile Lounge (skee-ball!) was spared. My brother say those trees with the ivy will have to come down too.
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Your damn right, those trees will eventually kill someone at that bar down there
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