Uncle Casey lives on a peacock farm. That's not a typo, he really does. They hang out in the trees and me and my brother go hunting for their feathers in the woods. Oh yeah, and he took us for bike rides around the farm. It was the best day in history.
And when we got back form Casey's, it was so hot we had to go find some sprinklers. What a great week!
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