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My least favorite was garage duty. Anytime I'd come home late and generally drinking I'd get woken up at 6:00AM. You had to pull everything out of the garage. Bikes, mowers, stuff off the shelves, stuff that was just generally sitting around the walls, nothing could be left in the garage. Then sweep out the garage, wipe down any shelving and reorganize everything. It was a tough gig on 100 degree days hungover. Usually had me puking beside the building. Many weekends I got to clean it back to back. We had the cleanest garage in the neighborhood I can say that.
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