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That's funny, I actually prefer the raw papers, a lot smoother than the bleached ones
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I hate not being able to move my own furniture when I was the guy people in the apartment complex people came to when they needed help moving their furniture.
I hate dealing with my c-word landlady who tries to convince me I am able to move my furniture and that it is my responsibility to do so. But, you see, you c-word manager person, it is not my responsibility. This is a temporary, forced eviction because your floor in your building is getting replaced after years of you giving me the fuckoff and zero of it is my responsibility. Had you taken care of it years ago, I would have had this place ready. Let's see how it plays out when you tell HUD you couldn't do my floors because I didn't move the furniture. You play your cards, I'll play mine. You double barrel cunt... I mean c-word. You double barrel c-word.
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A girl told me she was going to file harassment on me for looking at her, I told her she is free to dress that way and I am free to look at her while dressed that way, if she didn't like me looking at her dressed that way she could not dress that way! She was cute as hell.
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Not my laundry mat. Not these days. If you look at a woman with some sort of intention, you're likely to wind up being videoed as an attempted rape and have it posted as 'stand your ground' evidence. I live in a potentially rough neighborhood. I ain't saying I'm afraid of women, just that I'm afraid of going near women.
My apartment is 435 square feet. Try finding extra space, with drainage, in a large motor home. Believe me. I've thought about it. I've had a 3x3x6 marijuana tent in front of my front door for 5 years. You figure I could find a way to sneak a washing machine, wot?
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