I could prolly pluck the leaves off a full-grown tree and still not know if Contractor No. 4 is gonna show tonight...so we sit...and wait...and sit...and wait...
...but the glasses are chilling and the pizza order's in...
Hooray! He came, he looked, he measured. So while we thought the choice was clear, he gave us more food for thought...and now the onus is on us.
We'll deliberate over masterfully made martinis...and pizza.
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