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Squatters

While I was on vacation, two squatters came to my house to live.
They didn't even get permission, that's something I can't forgive.
I called the Sheriff and asked him to make them go away.
But the Sheriff didn't give a damn, he said they're here to stay.
They use my water and electricity and eat the food in my freezer.
The woman is thirty years old and her husband is an old geezer.
The man is eighty or ninety at least.
If they don't leave, they will be deceased.
I don't like it when squatters decide to take over a person's house.
I'm going to break the old man's hips and then I'll bitch slap his spouse.
I'll make their lives miserable until they walk out my door.
I won't rest until I make sure those bums aren't here anymore.

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sparrowsong

Hello Randy...

Squatters asking permission?

That would most likely be the attention getter...

Call Stephen Colbert, I'm sure he'd get a kick out of that one...

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Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

Hugs...

sparrowsong

 

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