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Post by goddessoflight on Sept 19, 2011 0:21:36 GMT -5
So, I go outta town for a few months, I come back and find naked manga people in my bed, squatting in my in my room. Chicken bones on the front porch (doesn't anybody clean up here after a party anymore?), a note from the landlord asking me for rent when he been cashing my checks faithfully, and no damn cold water in the fridge...me and management round here got beef. And who didn't pay the mortgage on our Ning mansion??? Sure I hung out in the guest room once in a blue moon...but before the landlord lost that place...he could have at least passed the hat. Clearly I need to stay in town for a while. I sneak out for a few short months and ALL HELL BREAKS LOOSE...SMH
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Post by upfromsumdirt on Sept 20, 2011 10:20:41 GMT -5
the chicken bones were being used to ward away bill collectors... you din't move them did you?!?!
- anyway, if hell breaks loose in a forest does it really make a sound?
and hey, you gotta cut the landlord some slack: he spends all his time scrubbing "the landlord is a summamabitch" off the communal laundry room's walls... jussayin.
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Post by apaxicana on Oct 4, 2011 2:25:33 GMT -5
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