Gonna kill Sydney
I have come to admire Sydney's tenacity, but somehow I'm going to kill the bastard. Sydney lives behind the external rear view mirror on my car.
I have drowned, gassed, poisoned the little buggar and yet within a day, he's back. The lace curtains are up in place over the glass.
Now his cuzzie has set up house inside the right mirror. I'm out numbered. If all else fails, I will sell the car
If re-incarnation is for real, I'm coming back as a spider. They are indestructable,( this one is ).
" Rule books are for the Guidance of the Wise, and the Obedience of Fools"
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