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Too bad its not mint conditions though...it's been used too many times
aaawww, you guys really missed me, huh?!
:Sign up thread - Mafia 66: Farmers versus the Railroad
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aaawww, you guys really missed me, huh?!
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Tex never even posted on the Lair page! At least I tried, he just voted and left and framed himself!
Woot!!!! I'm in
Ive been practicing:
AnniesNotOK was blessed (though few farmers would have used such a word) with three patches: River Field, where his family had grown potatoes since time out of mind; Roadside Field, where the NotOk's had grown sharproot, pumpkin and corn for those same long years and generations; and Sonova Beach, a thankless tract which mostly grew rocks, blisters, and busted hopes. Annie wasn't the first NotOk determined to make something out of this 20 acres behind the home place; his Grandfather, perfectly sane in most other respects, had been convinced there was gold there. His Grandma was equally positive it would grow porin, a spice of great worth. Annies particular insanity was marijuana. Of course marijuana wound grow in Sonova Beach. Must grow there. He'd gotten ahold of a thousands seeds (and a dear penny they had cost him) that were now hidden beneath the floorboards of his bedroom. All that remained before planting next year was to break ground in Sonova Beach. This chore was easier spoken of than accomplished...
Ive been practicing:
AnniesNotOK was blessed (though few farmers would have used such a word) with three patches: River Field, where his family had grown potatoes since time out of mind; Roadside Field, where the NotOk's had grown sharproot, pumpkin and corn for those same long years and generations; and Sonova Beach, a thankless tract which mostly grew rocks, blisters, and busted hopes. Annie wasn't the first NotOk determined to make something out of this 20 acres behind the home place; his Grandfather, perfectly sane in most other respects, had been convinced there was gold there. His Grandma was equally positive it would grow porin, a spice of great worth. Annies particular insanity was marijuana. Of course marijuana wound grow in Sonova Beach. Must grow there. He'd gotten ahold of a thousands seeds (and a dear penny they had cost him) that were now hidden beneath the floorboards of his bedroom. All that remained before planting next year was to break ground in Sonova Beach. This chore was easier spoken of than accomplished...
