Touch me. Touch me like you didn't touch me last night.

First, apologies to any who already got this. Not a terribly sincere apology, but you take what you can get.

In any event, thank you to those who have arrived already.

Beer and wine are on the card table in the corner.

There are also a whole bunch of Doritoes I bought for a buck twenty-five a bag from Big Lots. They promised me the low price was just because they were mislabeled. That's why they say FUCK OFF instead of COOL RANCH.

For you smokers, there are a couple of tin ashtrays nicked from a Hardees back in 1993.

Sorry the chairs aren't too comfortable just yet...

Oh, and you have to jiggle the handle on the toilet to get it to flush. And the cat tends to bite. Just leave her be.

Thanks for your patience...

benjamin sTone
Landlord of my Brain

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