Moving Out
Today we moved out of our flat at 3/56 Mons Avenue Maroubra and into our house in Daceyville.
I’m going to miss that flat - it was the first place I ever lived - my first home. But like Mum and Dad keep saying, it’s better to be paying our own mortgage instead of someone else’s. And as an extra special bonus, Mum and Dad won’t ever have to deal with those bottom-dwelling scumbags at N.G. Farah Kingsford ever again. But then again, how can you blame the staff at N.G. Farah Kingsford? After all, they are real estate agents - and it’s in their genetic make-up to be the lowest, despicable and most obnoxious form of being on the planet.
Yes! It’s true - real estate agents are the lowest of the low - and for some reason those working at N.G. Farah Kingsford are even lower (I know - impossible - but true!).
But I know someone even lower than that! Our (ex) landlord. Good riddance and if I never see you again it will be too soon. You made my Mum cry. Twice!!
Wait until I’m bigger!!!
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