I'm growing weary of this battle. I shall have to pull out the troops soon.
Flash Fiction: Don’t Forget the Veg…
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As Joel looked through the kitchen cupboard this evening, what he saw could
best be described as “organized chaos”. Oh wait, no, it wasn’t even
organized. ...
2 hours ago
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Way back in 1980, we moved into an apartment previously occupied by an unknown person. She was still getting bills at our address after several years. We found a big box in the basement with old bills in it. It is probably still there with the next stack of boxes. I hope she never wanted electricity or a phone ever again. You can return mail forever and it won't stop coming to you.
hehehe It will never stop. Ever. Poor guy.
I got mail the other day for someone who hasn't lived her for at least seven years, because that's how far I can go back listing the tenants before me.
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