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I wish they’d move

Ya know, when you’re lying in bed wishing you could stop trying to vomit up your shoes, that’s not necessarily the time you want to listen to your crazy neighbor fiddling around with his nutty kid’s hot rod.

I really was wishing that they’d win some Outer Banks rentals and go move away to manage them. Of course, these people would probably paint rental homes purple and put bright orange deep shag carpeting on all the floors … and ceilings … And then wonder why no one would rent them!

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