Booby Trapped Within Apartment Unit B44

Booby trapped within apartment unit b44 Circa August 18th, 2021 three bajillion years ago to date, nevertheless I count blessings, so please do not hashtag me as worse than an ingrate or one whose dire financial straits attributed to flimflam scam artist, who fleeced me and when he/she asked direct questions heavily trended to obfuscate which penury now finds me to vacate unaffordable costs living social on premises of highland manor apartments. Lemme titillate thee regarding myself daily soldiering thru breastworks sidestepping veritable landmines irks read out loud to experience where dangerfield lurks then twenty five years a husband unknown marital perks bachelorhood to die for, cuz warp and weft courtesy webbed and wedded bliss incorporates life threatening quirks analogous to demise Ottoman Turks dissolution of said empire courtesy by treaty and came to an end in 1922, when the last Ottoman Sultan, Mehmed VI, was deposed and left the capital of Constantinople (now Istanbul) in a British warship courtesy Harris armaments works. Hazardous beyond belief trumpeted courtesy commander in chief analogous crossing a landmine good grief ensnared yours truly mistaken for Baghdad thief. Impossible mission to step up pace when ambling one room to another footfalls of generic guy approximating brisk, cuz one misstep could find me flat on back with damaged spinal disc worse fate than experiencing strong arms of law reach out his hands that frisk old meister wordsmith merely ventures innocent risk, yet may as well surrender self to Taliban, who would willingly whisk. Garden variety Caucasian American bloke afraid to tread amidst belongings strewn pell mell outranking rating tornado 5 courtesy enhanced Fujita Scale, whereat Good Housekeeping demonized, insulted, and ostracized spouse. As precautionary safeguard, I carry treasured amulet to ward off ill luck toward life and limb you bet, especially when gingerly taking one step after another modus operandi cachet with lights turned off owing steadfastness to prayerful debt intoned toward guardian angel to get self groping in dark without bifocals envisioning severely myopic (blind as a bat generic guy without spectacles) met bedded objective where, menagerie of stuffed animals (albeit Woodstock favorite pseudo pet), which aforementioned Peanuts character called warm fuzzy as sobriquet wordsmith evinces, identifies, outshines wit to whet. The missus bursts out laughing, whom I damnably scoff at and berate as I trip head over heels cursing said spouse ever since first date at Tex-Mex restaurant in North Wales, Pennsylvania, a gut level intuitive sense - even then our sealed fate cursed analogously crashing thru Hades gate antagonistic altercations in actuality displaced suppressed anger toward parents, which father and mother (both deceased) their sole son of did hate for afflicting psychological trauma regarding them furiously irate doling out ultimatums interestingly enough comfort found within company of loving mate, she weaseled compassion evidenced by poetic prattle I prate, whereat ye can (of course) highly rate feedback I eagerly await.