Late yesterday afternoon, Michael wanted to get my lawn mower and take to his place so he could get up early and mow. I said why don't you just wait until morning. Oh no; got to do it now. He could have just sat back, watched the football game with the rest of us. Nope, plan ahead. So, about twelve or one am; here comes the rain. And it rained and it rained and it rained. Now later this morning he had to bring my lawn mower back and park under the shed. Here we are, on the front porch suiting up. 
Okay, you have to run to the truck because you don't want to get wet, right? You think he forgot he was wearing a slicker? 
Here he comes on the little John Deere.
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