By the Monday after the party all of the booze were gone, as were the Yoplait yogurts. The fridge needed to be cleaned, but no one was around to do so. Everyone had left the apartment, and as evidenced by the house plants, they, or anyone had not returned. It would be another week before a key would be inserted into the lock and turned and the door would be opened releasing some of the frowsty air.
There were still sea salt and vinegar chips in the carpet.
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Bird smuggling is so not cool!
The contributors to this blog have never strapped more than 3 birds to their ankles at a time.
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