Stuff i can't/won't do myself - chainsaws frighten the stuffing oudda me. Anyway, m$.moneh just hhaad to exclaim, "that's expensive." Well, aside of i'll-be-the-judge-of-that-thankyouverymuch, whaddabuncha bad manners, piling onto any-struggling-body more crap to worry about. Still a bit upset ... uh, i didn't initiate the phone call.
And neither do i need to evil surmise how some of that pile-load of money sits in the bank. Uh, some deceit and some cheap-skating, possibly? Don't know, none of my business, but wouldn't freaking put it past 'er. Hate to say that sort of thing, but doggoneit, she had made a somewhat unrelated comment - concerning lawn-work - that (unsurprisingly, and not the first time) sent up a red flag.
But hey, fornicators gonna practice deceit, that's what they do - otherwise, they'd either be married or sleeping alone.
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