Damn one of them snuck in the back door. I knew I should have kept it locked but the fire dept. regulations say it has to be left unlocked during business hours.
Nobody is going to buy Mister Magnet's ratty old broken down shack. Maybe he could turn it into a roadside spider zoo and charge 10 cents admission, like that old roadside skink farm in Florida me and my little brother went to.
Actually I used to call my old apartment in NYC my cave. There wasn't much light in there and 2. one of my sports used to be caving. I googled it up and it looks all fancy now and they polished up the old hardwood floor so it looks beautiful and put in chandeliers and all my old cavy ambiance is gone, and now it's a co-op and they r selling it for a million dollars or something...but they don't mention that the bums upstairs also have beautiful old polished hardwood floors so u can hear every single step they make on it.
I tried to improve the intellectual level of the old thread, but the problem is there is nobody here with an IQ over 75 except for me.