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So, I guess that you could look at it this way; sure you may get raped, robbed, murdered, burglarized. I mean you could become fatally ill from a fleshing eating bacteria from the severed limb of a former motor industries employee that results in a sky rocketing career as a blues musician named "Stubs McCain". In fact maybe that said hand might come back to life like Thing from The Adams Family, and in an attempt to find its owner attacks you. All those things could happen to you, but just remember one thing. The one thing to remember is that while all those horrible things may have happened, the house that it happened in... you got for a steal. Doesn't that make things all worth while?     

This is What Really Chaffs My Nuts:

There are expiration dates on bottled water? It's water in a bottle, seriously a date to sell the product by? Are you kidding me? What next expiration dates on potting soil? Best if sold by this date or else it will turn, well, into dirt. And that liquid in the bottle pictured up there is water. It's water. There's a date. What the Fuck?! 

Until the next rash,

Lou Ford

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