On our bike ride to the park in Sunriver, we climbed what seemed like a never ending hill. It took some time and the difficult grade made everyone complain. After we re-grouped at the top, the peanut gallery, who was riding in the bicycle trailer, quietly chimed in.
"Whine, whine, whine. Moan, moan, moan," he kept chanting.- 6 August 2012
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