My landlord has died...
His name was George. We did not always get along, and at times I feared him when he drank. Sometimes he would knock on my door when he was bombed...always smelling of whisky and wearing a 'wife-beater' T-shirt. I kept a can of wasp spray near by in case he became violent. (It works better than pepper spray.)
Anyway, on Friday we spoke about some issues. And agreed to a 'truce.' While I was at the beach, I found a beautifully colored seashell, and was planning to give it to him. Upon arriving home, I saw many cars and boquets of flowers surrounding the house. George had died of a heart attack only hours after we had breakfast on Friday. Now I feel aweful about all those times we fought... |
Where do you live?
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So I guess we'll just see how it goes from here. Thanks for your reply, but you could have offered condolences... |
Queens?
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So the funeral is going to be tomorrow. I am somewhat nervous. I usually do not go to funerals for any reason. I get physically ill. When my grandpa and grandma died, I keep leaving the 'wake' because I could not stand the smell of the funeral parlar, nor seeing them in caskets. I don't want to be rude. But I don't want to go either. And now...who do I give my rent mone too? I guess his wife?
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I'm sorry, you must be mistaking me for someone who gives a shit.
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George is an idiot.
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If you can come out, I can too. :eek:
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Invasion of the Sock Puppets! :eek:
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Please don't come out in my sock puppet, that's rude. And sticky.
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http://www.cafepharma.com/boards/sho...75&postcount=5
so... out of ideas? this is SO last year. Quote:
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Wait, your landlord was Osama goddam Bin fucking Laden??? Why didn't you say so??? There was $50,000,000 on him, for god's sake!
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