We were back at the house of the “Hostess with the Mostess” Phyllis’s (on right, the only good looking one in our group) house cutting and whacking trees that her neighbors wanted removed or were a threat to thier property.
Warren, John and myself hook Chris up and make sure he won’t fall.
I am acting as the last line of defense for Chris as we haul him up the tree. I tried my best and Chris stayed in the tree.
Here Chris is up high and has prepared the way for me making sure that I don’t fall.
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