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A Bad Day
A Bad Day
. Being buried alive in my house was spectacularly frightenin glike sinking in an ocean liner only without the water. This was having the rug p ulled our from under you in spades. Then the air crackled with lightening and a drenching rain followed. The realtor would be here in less than an hour. Boy was she going to be pissed. This was not the open house she planned. If I hadnt been handcuffed to my bed, Id have esca ped with the others.