Well, I saw a place yesterday, but it was a glorified trailer. The husband was in a wife beater and Jacqueline, who I had spoken with on the phone, was young and emaciated. Too young for this guy. The half of the trailer that would be mine had stuff strewn all over the place. It was dark and damp. I thought, this place has double murder/suicide written all over it. If the zombies don't get me first.So I followed the sage advice of one Homer Simpson;
Walk away slowly and don't make eye contact.
Next!
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