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		<title>By: ok</title>
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		<description>Russ would pour tranny oil on the fences to keep the horses from chewing. Little did he know that it was ME who went out at night and chewed the fences. I did my part to splice boards and wood and posts together. but they found a way to chew them into pulp and gallop off to be with the sheep. That was a fun way to spend my afternoon, chasing a horse with a carrot and a harness.</description>
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