I had to get out of the house this morning because they are renovating the second floor. I guess they thought I would enjoy the banging and such. You know I went up there to give them a piece of my mind....just a piece. I rolled out the bed and up the stairs in a tank top and sweat pants. No makeup, no bra, no eyebrows, and I didn't brush my hair or my teeth. THAT will show 'em. It's pretty quiet up there now....yeah...that's right. I had to leave after that encounter and decided it would be the perfect time to go look for Stephen King's house. Come along for the mini adventure....
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