when we moved into our new apartment, the young girl next door told us that they guy that lived there before us was really weird. he had boxes piled full in the garage and never seemed to stay there.
we get mail from the old resident. it is usually addressed to kitten toy store. at first, i figured that it was some sort of pet supply store. how wonderful - maybe someone will send a free sample someday!
then last week, we got something very un-petlike. it was a catalog. a fairly thick catalog. wrapped in black plastic. and the contents of the catalog were most definitely not pet toys. let's just say there were things in this catalog that i would never have imagined and am still not sure what to do with. let's hope they don't send a sample.
suddenly it all became clear - the guy before us was apparently running some sort of porn and sex toy distribution center. my only comfort is that he apparently did not live there.
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wow. that's what you get for committing a federal offense and opening mail not addressed to you, missy!
i didn't actually open anything but the magazine! and as time went out, the lanugage on the outside of the envelopes was beginning to tip me off that perhaps we weren't talking about pet toys anymore...
this is my type of guy. what was his forwarding address again? ;-)
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