By the way, Franklin died last weekend while I was in Appleton. He died on Saturday and my freak-ass roommate decided it would be a good idea to keep the dead fish until I got home on SUNDAY NIGHT. It reeked of rotting fish in my room and I could barely keep from gagging. All she said was, "Oh, I didn't notice the smell."
I think she may need to
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