Introduction

A man in his sixties or so asked me for help loading up bags of soil on to a cart. This was perty common, and it spelled p e r t t y, which could have been a mistake that i really enjoy it. We'd chat a bit about nothing while i'd help him out, but it never seemed like we became friendly enough for what happened nextno, one day, he says, daniel, i want to make you an offer. I'm just going to start by saying that im excited. The subject line of this is, job offer, job offer on the apocalypse farm. Helloand to my favorerminni sod. It's fast.