The silly broad that was camping out on my front lawn finally left when her mother had an ill-timed stroke. Isn't that a laugh riot? It was sort of tough slipping the old vulture enough toxins to put her in that state. We must have hit her with enough drugs to keep Ted Kennedy pickled for life, but the bitch just wouldn't go down. Didn't help in
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