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Pack Rat hoarders Attract Rats


I was watching a DVD in the back room where Ariel sleeps. I sleep in my car. Nobody was here I had the door closed. I heard noise like something fell or got moved. But it wasn't haunted. I saw like 3 or 6 rats. So I put a bunch of "the court appointed guardian which was recommended as being in Ariel's best interest by the Madge Bradley Building Downtown in 2006" outside in the yard so she can throw it out herself. I realize the reason she hoards everything so close together with a 10 inch walk space on purpose so that nobody could have room to throw out any of her junk even if they wanted to. I threw out her toilet bed she has been pissing on since 2005. I found her old phone book she lost 5 years ago underneath it saturated with her pee. This place disgusts me. I don't understand why she doesn't have company over. Because who would want to? She says I'm crazy but she is the one that is crazy. All those rats crawl on her when she is sleeping & piss & shit all over Ariel's clothes. Half my clothes are in my car. We can't have dressers or closets like normal people for the same reason I can't keep a coffee pot because of mold, ants, & knats.
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