I was happily box blading all over the property. Yes there was some rocks and roots and rough places (that's why I was box blading). I was singing the "Green Acres" theme song. The birds were singing. Squirrels were chirping. Deer were playing. Angels were doing whatever angels do, and then I noticed my tire crying. I thought to myself, that's weird. Tires don't usually cry. Not too much later it was flat. Thus ended my happy day tractoring.
