Rambo is my friend

Rmbo

I’m driving back to my village home today after about a
month away.  I enjoy the drive-good
roads, a/c, tunes and podcasts on my mp3 player. 

 

Never know what I’m going to find when I get home,
though.  Last time my bathroom was
absolutely overrun by big brown ants. 
Rambo and I spent an hour killing them. 
Nice to have Rambo around when you need him.

Published by Nora McNamara

Lover of languages and linguistics. Besotted Auntie. Jesus follower. Sacred Harp singer.

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