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June 3rd, 2021

 Summer is soon upon us and that means a substantial increase of heat here in NW Minnesota, requiring our best efforts to combat its unpleasantness by utilizing ice cold lake water and ingenuity to save ourselves from the effects of odoriferous armpits and sticky swamp nuts. 

   Don’t be laughin’ now, should you be a guy or facsimile, for the struggle is real. Fortunately, there are products out there to combat this fetid issue. One individual, although probably paid by the vendor, has discovered the answer: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8Fe4GlbyN6U

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Joe - Wednesday's Child said…
I don't tink da T-powder guy is a Palmville resident.

Our next door neighbor has a spring fed pond with a gazebo on the shoreline. He lets me store a bar of soap under da pond side of the foundation. At da end of each hot day, I dash over, take da plunge, and dash back, having cleansed my skin of sveat and bug repellent, and my nethers of any icky accumulation.

Yes, da vater is cold, and der is shrinkage, but dat's part of da fun!
June 3, 2021 at 7:14 AM
WannaskaWriter said…
Da bugs must love the excitement you bring to their part of the forest as they lay in wait in swale and glen for you to flit back yumpin' and shakin' pond water and all its accoutrements of sago pond weed and water lily root from your torso as you go, for afterall a moving target is much more the challenge than just a walker, man or beast.
June 3, 2021 at 8:17 AM
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