Plethora? That ain’t nothing compared to what the wife has going on during the holidays. Literally bags and bags of dry peppers for her sauces. When I was a kid Paternal grandmother had bunches of peppers hanging in the garage next to the garlic ropes and other herbs.
These were for her roasted poblano pepper lasagne.
"Maybe we're all happy."
"Go to the sporting goods store. From the files, obtain form 4473. These will contain descriptions of weapons and lists of private ownership."
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