88 - They sure messed up my house.
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Someone must have been partying in my unit while I
was away, because the place is pretty wrecked up.
The walls are all spray painted and gouged, lots
of dirt, bottles, cans, puke and garbage
everywhere. And most of the furniture or stuff I
still had in there is gone or broken. So I got
some cleaning up to do for sure, but I'm still
mostly good. I even found some old clothes of
mine which is great because I'm sure tired of this
stupid brown gown. And one of my spoons is even
still glued to the ceiling.
But my whole collection of fake christmas trees
and boxes got taken too. Who does that? Whatever.
A little more trouble is this Ford Bronco what got
left out in front. Someone already took all the
wheels off, there's no glass, and it's got a
broken axle, so it's not like we can just pull it
away real easy. There's some dwarfs that now live
a few doors up who told me they'd come by to strip
it down and take it off my hands. So I'm out
there waiting around for them, and of course the
centaur patrollers swing by with their hats and
badges and such. And they're giving me a hard time
about how I got to get rid of this wreck, it's
unsafe, where's the ownership papers, it's ugly,
blah blah. Like I'm somehow ruining their perfect
little block or whatever. Guess they got to
hassle me about something. Finally the dwarfs
come by. They shoulder past the centaurs to get
to the truck, which pisses off the centaurs even
more. Now they're cussing at me, and cussing even
more at the dwarfs, but they're already at work
cutting it up. Those centaurs can get as mad as
they want, but dwarfs never give a crap.
