Ever taped a tumbleweed to the roof of a forklift?
Me neither.
These morsels should keep the track marks to a minimum for the next few hours.
One day as I was driving down a country road I saw a section of land that was especially lovely. I pulled over and proceeded to plant a flag of my design in the fertile, freshly tilled soil. Mine! What, it doesn't work that way?
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Columbus_Day
In closing, sweet dreams, assuming no one "discovers" your bed while you're in it. All your base are belong to us? You're on your own.
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