Flyering High
Stuffties are greatly welcomed I’m sure. They don’t chew on cabinets, or bark at 4 am when everyone should be asleep (AIL)… and they are pretty clean… no picking up stuffing off the floor or in the yard.
Stuffties are greatly welcomed I’m sure. They don’t chew on cabinets, or bark at 4 am when everyone should be asleep (AIL)… and they are pretty clean… no picking up stuffing off the floor or in the yard.
No pets!? But how will a certain cantankerous orange cat react!?
Besides, Harold’s not a pet; he’s Randie’s compatriot from the heavily French influenced nation of “Randie’s Imagination”. AND his papers are all in order.
Katy… something will have to be done about that… should it be necessary…
Pete… He has his passport in order… although, nobody has ever asked to see it.
Is that someone stalking Randie off around the corner?
No pets allowed in my building, but that doesn’t stop Pintsize and Choo-Choo Bear from hanging around the place.
And here I thought that Randie would end up in a trailer…
Trailers for sale or rent
Rooms to let…fifty cents.
No phone, no pool, no pets
I ain’t got no cigarettes
Ah, but..two hours of pushin’ broom
Buys an eight by twelve four-bit room
I’m a man of means by no means
King of the road.
Third boxcar, midnight train
Destination…Bangor, Maine.
Old worn out suits and shoes,
I don’t pay no union dues,
I smoke old stogies I have found
Short, but not too big around
I’m a man of means by no means
King of the road.
I know every engineer on every train
All of their children, and all of their names
And every handout in every town
And every lock that ain’t locked
When no one’s around.
I sing,
Trailers for sale or rent
Rooms to let, fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets
I ain’t got no cigarettes
Ah, but, two hours of pushin’ broom
Buys an eight by twelve four-bit room
I’m a man of means by no means
King of the road.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WrhAC0dFis0
The Auld Grump, yep, still in a railroad mood…
Who wants to bet that ad describes the building Randie’s trying to move out of?
Sometimes you do just run into those incredible deals. When my sis and I were looking for something a few years ago, everything seemed to be either way expensive, tiny, or in a rotten neighborhood. One day we just stumbled across this nice 2-bedroom townhouse that the owners hadn’t been able to rent for some reason, so they’d just lowered the price to ‘extremely reasonable’.
Punk… you never know who just might be around the corner!
uwg… um… are you saying that these “pets” are strays? … and you put out foods for them? How noble.
Grump… In class, as a kidlet, we were read the Boxcar Children stories. I remember liking them very much…. and thinking… that’d kinda be fun…living in a boxcar. I also wanted to live in a tree house… the rebel command base on Hoth… and well, I lived in my head a lot.
Yat… Ha ha! Except the dump she lives in now is… virtually uncared for… more on that later.
Chug… “extremely reasonable?” … from “Meh… it’s reasonable” …?
Alas, no. They’re “Stuffties” from other webcomics. (Pintsize from Questionable Content, Choo-Choo Bear from Something*Positive.)