Uh oh, I'd better hurry up and watch my dvds so I can catch up with you, Boomer. I placed the box set near the tv, hoping Mr. K9 would say something like, "Wow! Let's watch some of that Upstairs Downstairs show tonight." But, he just keeps watching hockey. The Stanley Cup Playoffs have sucked him into hockey mode (he used to play hockey professionally). So, now I'll get started without him. Seems that whenever I watch British movies featuring croquet, garden parties and pianoforte he ends up snoring in the recliner (which I'm trying to sell) and I have to keep poking him in the ribs so we can watch together. So now, since you are watching, I'll pretend you are sitting next to me just soaking in all that British wonderfulness.
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