Home-owner. I'm all moved into my new house. Well not new; actually it was built in '56. Disappointingly, it lacks a bomb shelter. But it does have a wet bar. Woo-hoo!

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"You'll burn for this. Burn in jail!"

Woo-hoo! Welcome to the Wonderful World of Equity! And tax-deductable mortgage interest!

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...Trot and Cap'n Bill were free from anxiety and care. Button-Bright never worried about anything. The Scarecrow, not being able to sleep, looked out of the window and tried to count the stars.

And toast!

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100 pounds of shit in a 25 pound sack.

Reminds me of a one-panel comic I have in a book somewhere...

Bloke in a business suit coming in through the front door, saying, "Hi honey, I'm homosexual!" Another guy reading a magazine on the couch replying, "I suspected as much, dear."

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