Wednesday, October 11, 2006

First Impressions

The butcher knife and the dead flowers still wrapped in cellophane were what really got me wondering about the former tenants of my apartment. Brad found the knife wedged in our fence. The world's gothest bouquet was extracted from a garden plot in the backyard deep enough to contain tree roots, and therefore deep enough to hide all kinds of horrible things, like bodies, or even worse, parts of bodies, the very kinds of things one might want to pay one's respects to with a bouquet of roses after one severs them with the knife they keep hidden in the fence for just such an occasion.

Also, they smoked menthols and appear to have lived on individual-serving bags of snack food.

The signs of evil abound.


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