when i was in college i was sleeping with the landlords daughter....
issues? oh yes....
I was sleeping with my landlady in the Wilshire District of L.A., years ago. I had rented the four-car garage for a workshop, and was living in the old butler's quarters above it.
The landlady came home unexpectedly early one afternoon, headed back to say hello, and found me in bed with an Inuit (Eskimo) gal I'd met at the local supermarket a couple of hours earlier...
All kinds of interesting issues got raised before everything was sorted out, and I had to find a new home and workshop.
I was sleeping with my landlady in the Wilshire District of L.A., years ago. I had rented the four-car garage for a workshop, and was living in the old butler's quarters above it.
The landlady came home unexpectedly early one afternoon, headed back to say hello, and found me in bed with an Inuit (Eskimo) gal I'd met at the local supermarket a couple of hours earlier...
All kinds of interesting issues got raised before everything was sorted out, and I had to find a new home and workshop.
Ever see that show cheaters? Sounds like your story would make a great episode.
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You cannot invade the mainland United States. There would be a rifle behind each blade of grass.
My old landlord and I went deer hunting up at his BIL's place in Georgia, staying in an old RV. As we are cleaning the rifles preparing for next day's hunt - he tells me of when he was Section Eighted out of the Army on a Psych discharge - they called him 'psychotic' and 'schizophrenic'.
Hmmm . . . I wondered if I should hide the ammo . . .
He had a T-shirt he liked to wear - it said, "Nine of the ten voices in my head tell me NOT to shoot you!"
Ever had issues with the landlord? 
j/k
