hugs... but not kisses

A while back I had a large tree down and needed some help 'disposing' of it, so I called my buddy the firefighter. He's always glad to come by and haul off some free firewood. Since there was going to be more than he could handle in a single trip, he decided to bring a lot a couple of buddies. It was a bit warm that day, so the sweat was flowin', sawdust was flyin', and saws were screamin' as we cut and stacked wood.

A couple of hours or so went by and we had made good progress. The job was nearly done. The last logs were put on the trucks. Saws were being picked up and put away. Guys were brushing the sawdust off their sweat-drenched clothes. That's when my little girl comes out to thank the guys for all their help. And what better way to thank someone than to give them a hug? And what could be better than a big group hug? Nothing I guess. So, she goes out to these three burly firemen and says "Group hug!"

And by golly, they did it.