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Stare at it for hours

Scufo co hair and is tall and thin like a scarecroith a deep voice

"You've gotta coo up to Howard's Roohs Howard stands in the hall, unusual

Scufo opens the door and says, "Go in" The rooh to hold a bed You have to squeeze to walk around the bed The top of his one dresser is packed with bottles of various cleaners

"Why? What?"

"Just go in" Stick my head in Then it hits me, a smell like chemical weapons, This was no ordinary funk

Rod chuckles, "You can't mix bleach with ammonia"

Scufo reads the label, "Bleach"

Good ti fried chicken

I tell hiot all my money"