CHOPPING WOOD

Here are the Clamsenhosenbergenshin's chopping what's left of their wood...

They live on the um, "bad" side of the mountain. Where the bad people go.

They chop up all their wood and burn it immediately. They don't make furniture or wood stain either.

Well, they did make that picket fence in the background.

Mostly, their dogs eat up up the wood. And Mrs. Clamsenhosenbergenshin makes wood chowder.

That's little Amsel George Farenheit Clamsenhosenbergenshin on the steps. He's resting. But soon he will take his turn. Again there's not much to chop. The Clamsenhosenbergenshin's do not replant, "those" kind of people never do.

Sometimes Amanda and I hear that they sneak into twon at night and take wood from the great reserves. But that's just a rumor.