The mattress in our main bedroom has housed me all week. It's been a fair rent agreement: I lay on it all day, and all I have to remit as payment is my excruciating pain and endless torment. My bed loves me and the streptococcal bacteria I'm incubating.
This morning I was evicted. My antibiotics are working. I took up my sick bed and walked....to the bathroom. When I came back, I found the new tenants. I couldn't be happier.
Man, your landlord didn't even give you enough time to look for a new place. What a tyrant. Perhaps you can co-habitate?? Just lay on them, maybe they'll knead out some knots in your back??
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Man, your landlord didn't even give you enough time to look for a new place. What a tyrant. Perhaps you can co-habitate?? Just lay on them, maybe they'll knead out some knots in your back??
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