OUR HOUSE IS FLOODING!
This means.
6 girls.
1 bathroom.
1 shower.
1 toilet.
Our landlord is telling us about his life of
shoveling out feces.
Because that's the drain that's flooding.
Delicious.
Is this considered a toxic hazardous waste landfill?
Should I go purchase a gas mask?
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Me thinks it's time to go home to my ma and pa.
Speaking of.
This weekend - this Thanksgiving weekend - will mark the first occasion that my family, in it's entirety, will be at our home in Raymond for the first time since June. Maybe even May. I can't remember that far back.
Can you say
"EXCITED"
?
Plus, my daddy is turning the big 4-3.
Forty-three.
WOOT!
Sheneyways..
Ew.
Ya.
Gross.
:(
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