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Mandy had resigned herself to the fact that try as she might she couldn’t find a buyer for the firetrap her grandparents saddled her with because the loved her best. Then there was the three oldest tenants that whenever she got up enough nerve to talk to them they showed her pictures of her in the place, in her grandparents laps or in theirs when she was too young to be responsible for who was holding her. That always defused the Bitch within her that was trying to get them to move out and she slunk downstairs to her own personal Hell and started brewing coffee.

Today she brought out three pies setting them under glass bowl flipped upside down and hopefully able to keep the bugs at bay. There was a typical [url=https://static.boredpanda.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2015/03/creative-pie-ideas-crust-food-art-22__605.jpg]Apple Pie[/url] a [url=http://justjen.typepad.com/.a/6a00e54fe9948488330154358338c4970c-800wi]Raspberry Blackberry Pie[/url] and a [url=https://myhoneysplace.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/10/23-Ways-To-Make-Your-Pies-More-Beautiful.jpg]Cherry Pie[/url] along with a glass jar filled with Snickerdoodles.

Once she was set up she turned on her computer and began bitching about how full of it some twit was that thought a vote should be measured by monetary contribution to the government in the form of taxes.