A key, an apartment, a roommate. Last Friday's contract signing was a long-awaited day! Soon my cold will go away and I'll have energy to move in. I've only set my foot in the place once. Oi. So... maybe tomorrow, or the next day!
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hopefully the elders won't get a copy of the key and go make their mark in your apt with skunk oil.
or sardines.
or urine cakes. (You freeze pee into a little disk, then slide it under the door and it melts back into its original consistency and you have a little piddle puddle)
Urine cakes?!? I thought those were those pink hockey pucks in the bottom of the urinal. Who freezes pee, honestly. :)
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