My downstairs neighbor lady died suddenly.... What a sad day it might be.... had she not wished death upon me and cursed me out every time we saw each other for no reason at all. Perhaps she can rest easy now and not blame the head of the homeowner's association for chasing her down with snakes, and leaving angry notes for people not to look in her trash that she was discarding anyway. I hope there is a heaven for crazy ladies where they can freely blame angels for ruining their lives and make infinite calls to their neighbors' landlords about screens hanging off of their windows. A place where their spirit can freely raise as many cats as their house can fit, and never again will they have to put up missing posters at the laundromat -demanding- the safe return of their "stolen" cats. Perhaps.... and perhaps not.... I don't know much about the afterlife, but I will say this : Don't haunt me, bro! Rest in peace, batshit crazy lady downstairs.
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