Dennis runs the chores around here.
He's a simple, salt-of-the-earth guy. He does his job, has a
moustache, a hat he always wears, and generally treats people well. He's over fifty
so he has a hard time finding a job. He's got a tumor on his spine
and he needs a hip replaced. We're shorthanded around here to he
helped me finish up the dishes tonight, in addition to everything
else he was doing.
He's homeless, but he's getting the
tumor removed soon and he's also receiving a hip replacement.
Thanks Obama.
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