Your Fain Tail Guppy decided that it would be fun to pick on your Pearl Scale Oranda; Fat little goldfish who can't swim very well.
So... You gave him some time with Mr. Betta.
Problem Solved.
Your apartment hunt has continued into the night. The-Gayest-Straight-Man-Ever has decided to expose himself, again, to the horrors of not only trying to find a place to live, but doing it with homosexuals. Silly fags; Always decorating something.
You were told by The-Pseudo-Nice-Lady-With-Vibrating-Eyebrows at Chalk and Gibbs to fuck off; Just not in so many words. Basically: "Were gonna wait 'till Tuesday to tell you your credit sucks so hard it makes Paris look like an amature."Moving on...
You're feeling screwed, but you digress. Damnit.

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