Cross your fingers and crackle your toes! I'm getting a piano tomorrow! Thanks to Christmas time, the piano mover was extra-special-difficult to get a hold of. However, after persistent calling and nasty phone messages, he responded in tears. He felt so bad, he decided to pay me to move it. The only problem is that I don't know how to move a piano. Stupid money! Fuck! And what the hell is a piano anyway?!?!
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