it was last thursday. this couple from duluth. i had them down to the short strokes talking mortgages -- i mean, that man could have written a check for the whole goddamn place. i'm figuring: geehan , you lucky sonofabitch, you gonna unload this turkey. then the squad car rolls up. they ask a coupla questions. the good officers give them the whole fuckin' guided tour. who was laying where. where all the blood sprayed.  terrific! off they go in their sedan deville the hell out of here.
haven't asked me. took four coats of interior latex, five in places. you can drop that key in the mailbox. you don't have to come back by, do you?
they don't build houses this way anymore: solid lath and plaster construction. none of your drywall stuff and aluminum studs here. no sirree bob!
great. you goin' love this house!
has deflated against the doorframe.