The compost was delivered yesterday afternoon while Bill was napping.
He didn't know it was here until he went out to get the paper this
morning. When I tried bribing him he said. "If you were a better
cook I might go for it." Then he offered to get two more yards of
compost and call the labor pool for a couple of fellows to put it
where I want it. I'm married to the nicest guy around or he _really_
hates my cooking.

zhan