Now we're restoring buildings in the cold.

Well this time, we can only blame ourselves. Why didn't I think of this the day after yesterday? I'm busy at work, restoring buildings, for one. There's nothing more frustrating than restoring the Chrysler Building, only to see it ruined by a giant tidal wave followed by spontaneous freezing.

Jake Gylenhall warned us, but ultimately we had to go out and restore those buildings, even in the freezing cold. He was right about one thing - those wolves are hungry. And mean.



If only we'd listened to Al Gore! Well, I'm off to go restore the New York Public library and play with the penguins.



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At least I'm not in LA, restoring buildings

That looks like a heck of a project.

But no job's too big for the professionals who restore buildings for a living. Consummate professionals, we are.

It looks like it's gonna be a busy week.



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Building restorations can't be done without a bridge

I'm gonna have to beg you bridge restoration experts to help us building restoration experts with the Brooklyn Bridge after some B-movie called "Aftershock" (released straight to video) ruined the bridge, making it impossible to get back to Manhattan. I've got to get downtown to fix up some water damage, thanks to "Deep Impact."

Frodo Baggins will lead us into the future as the new president of the US. I think that's how the plot goes.

Thanks,
- #1 building restorer



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When worlds collide... building restoration is needed

About 50 years ago, a rogue planet collided with Earth. Strangely enough, we survived as a species, but poor New York City, for some reason, was flooded with water. This was when I was knee-high to a grasshopper, barely able to swing a hammer to help my dad restore Chomper's dog house. That was a fine, early step in my long journey towards becoming the world's best building restoration expert.

Anyway, I remember we were in the backyard of my dad's house out in Queens when the klaxon went off. It was the first time I can remember my pa being called into the line of duty. "Well, son," he said. "Looks like your old man is gonna have to go put the big city back in order again."

And off he went. He's my inspiration, the reason I get up every day. I keep restoring Manhattan's buildings with the dream that I, someday, could be considered to be as great a building restoration expert as he.

Love ya, old man.

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