We promise you a minimum of one death at the hands of another (That's us!!): The landlord, the manager, or both. Look at this (literal) shit:
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NB: Brown stuff on floor is SHIT, not part of the tiles. |
NEWS FLASH: Seems to have stopped, an hr. after it started. This does not mean landlord boy is off the hook. Indeed, he may be hanging by his sickly flesh on a hook for quite some time. What will knowledge of anesthesiology do for you then, Doc? (Second time we've enjoyed a croaker as a landlord. Whatever alleged good they do is not made up for by the evil done as landlords. Doesn't their bullshit oath apply to anything beyond safeguarding their profits?)
WARNING: Thanks to Google, we know where you practice, rent-seeking parasite. And when one's kitchen floor is covered in shit-water, there really isn't much left to live for. Beside revenge, of course! (And justice. Can't forget that.)
2 comments:
Oh man. That's brutal. But at least you put the LAT to good use.
The Life Aquatic Editor Types:
No sheet. We'd been thinking of heaving the whole pile out. Good that we didn't. May have to start buying the dog-trainer again, just to have absorbent material on hand.
Hey, when you comin' over to visit? It's not like it smells like shit in here or anything!
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