Good. Finally functional gifts - eight maids.
Oh wait, these maids only do milking. But they didn’t come with cows. I don’t have any cows. It looks like I have a goat in my kitchen but I don’t. (Next year add goat to Christmas list)
Hey remember those French hens a few days ago?
Any chance I could exchange these eight maids-a-milking for eight French maids?
I could throw in a few pear trees. I have enough feathers around here to make some good dusters.
Well we are having a pleasant mild winter so far and we could take a ride to a nearby farm. The maids could exhibit their milking talents and maybe the farmer would pass me a few bucks. But no, they were dropped off here and I don’t have any transportation for them. Now I probably need to feed them. They don’t cook either. I asked.
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