I went over to those guy's house, the ones who don't like to pick up vegetables off of their back-porch. They didn't answer the door. So, whatever. I don't like to pick up rotting veggies either, or answer the door, so forget it. Let them live with their produce collection. See if I care! (sound of defeated snifle)I guess I'll leave apartment managing up to you, Seth. Hopefully that's means I can leave garbage picking up to you, too?
I'm a bitter, bitter women (and a piece of wood).
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