Hello. You there . Did you miss me? I've been a bit busy this past week buying food, then making it the same day. Seriously, I'm not trying to be French. I'm trying to avoid death via a lethal consumption of salmonella and E Coli, courtesy of our homemade fridge. It's called a cooler. That's right, a cooler. The thing you keep beer in, except we're now keeping milk in it and cooling it with frozen beer bottles. We're also spending valuable video game time rescuing the cheese and tortillas from what must seem to them to be the bottom of the Titanic. Monterey Jack, come back! It's been two weeks since we lost our fridge. The only thing that saved us was one of those apartment sized freezers that used to store frozen cherries. It's now our lifeline. It's also been about two weeks since that piece of shit neighbor Kenny seized our lawnmower and more than three months since our vacuum cleaner lost its battle with Finnigan's hair. I was...
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