A girl I know found her neighbors escaped boa constrictor in her house after it had been living in the walls for several weeks. After it bit her cat, the 'strictor layed down next to her to size up her eat-ability. I'm not even a Scared of Snakes person, but that gives me the heebie-jeebies.
Where do you live when you want to be a city-slicker but don't have the cash to live in the downtown high rise you imagine to be your snazzy new home for the next 3 years? Quite the conundrum. If you have any clever tips for finding a sweet place to live, fill me in!
What's even worse, is that I made the mistake of going to Ikea this weekend where I saw a bunch of stuff I could use to make my non-existent house beautiful. Jealousy set in as I watched all the happy foreign shoppers with their new throw pillows, desk chairs and adorable dish sets. Ikea, if you're interested in finding me a home and filling it with lots of sweet stuff, don't hesitate. And you won't even have to worry about your Swedish goods being squeezed by a boa constrictor, 'cause I don't got no boa constrictor.
Sincerely,
Harry Potter
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