Thankgiving in apt. 202

2002-12-01 | 3:51 p.m.
So you have not encountered odor until you wander into the stench of Mrs. CrazyOldBitchNextDooratello creating a thanksgiving repast. GodDAMN! I stepped out of the door into the hallway and BAM! But not BAM! in an Emeril way. No, more of a BAM! in a filled diaper way. It was worse than any previous hallway shitfog I'd experienced. Worse than pasta fa stool, worse than goat scroat compote, worse than even the cheese vomlette. I think we're all thankfull not to eat there!

I hope she dies and they rent the apartment to pandas. Everyone loves pandas!

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