My apartment may be poo, but I've lived in worse.
Still, having a car would be nice. Part of what makes that damn civic getting stolen burn so hard is I rode the bus to the bank, pulled the cash, then rode the bus home, and I was all "Oh thank god I won't have to do that for a while".
I never even got to ride in the damn thing, I got sick riding the bus!
Back when I was around 15 or so, I had a hallucination, and stupidly admitted it in therapy. I heard a voice, and it said "You will face trying times"
In retrospect, a neighbor may have just been watching a televangelist at high volume, as I heard it in the shower.
I could certainly appreciate some less trying times, that's for damn sure. Pretty sure we all could.
Oh, we got a letter from the Sherriff. They haven't found poo, but they punched it into the national database. I do wonder why they waited so long, but I'm pretty sure that civic is long since parted out.