Billy had to run out for a moment, so I am taking over. It was the best dumpster dive in our collective histories of dumpster patrolling.
Billy's family is coming to visit soon. Like super soon, and we are wigging the heck out. Our apartment is a distaster, not the weenie man disasters most people think of when they think of a messy house. A real one. One that makes you cuss or whistle when you see it.
I work in a place where people throw away treasure. This weeks treasures were : a box of earrings, three awesome canes, and a goat magazine.
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