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lol Tjchuck.
When we got married we went to my parents cabin in Northern Minnesota which was like a 13 hour drive, and having been so exhausted from the wedding and trip we crashed as soon as we got there, only to be awoke by a loud knocking on the cabin door.
1/2 asleep I run to the door and no one is there, and 30 mins later it happen again and a 3rd time I was pissed off to no end until I got thinking how far out in the middle of no where we was so the idea of some kid knocking on the door and taking off like we first thought didn’t sound right.
Later that day we was on the river and getting ready to dock when we heard it again and this time I could see the fucking woodpecker nailing the tree that had grown so large it was touching the gutters on the porch, so yes I do know what a woodpecker on metal sounds like.
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