The biggest cut log around here, right around Halloween, is shaped like a Tootsie Roll (remember those?) and has a hole in the middle worthy of being filled with pints of creme. It is the top of the pile, pick of the litter, and by comparison TP’ing pales. (But more, as in what costumes and other late decorations showed, and what didn’t … I’ll hit this description right after elections, as I first want to ascertain if any Trump masks still show up and provide the of-course silly commentary on their ‘positions.’
Up the way from our house is another guy who really needed to get the log jam in his backyard […]