RatRed
LawnTerrorist
Registered: Jun 2002
Location: Florida
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vandals
The pastor's car has been vandalized. It was really kind of funny.. They cut the vinyl roof to shreds and scratched the paint from bumper to bumper. I was standing with about 10 other people in front of the church when he pulled into the parking lot. It looked like he was driving a freaking float in a parade. You could hear the strips of vinyl rustling in the wind as he pulled around the corner. It was hilarious and I know they all wanted to laugh but everyone stayed quiet.
So we all walk over to see what happened. As the pastor is telling the story, I notice that he's looking at me the same as he did after I poisioned the grass. I'm thinking to myself, wait a minute, its been almost a year, I've restored the lawn. I get the feeling I'm being falsely accused by both the patsor and the congregation. I'm pretty sure they've had another secret meeting about me. Things were just starting to get back to normal. I'm sure I was going to get my keys back.
This sucks. I was regaining everyones trust, and now this. Pair this with the ongoing tear gas battle with the land lord and you might understand why I'm considering a relapse. I'm not sure if I'm strong enough to go through all of this bs again without a little help from Mr Beam. SERENITY NOW.
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