TRASH

You head over to the crazy old cat lady's house. The house looks like it belongs in a horror movie. All kinds of cats watch you approach the house. You almost can feel the hatred from the little furry fuckers. Its almost as if they sense your unkindness to felines in the past. You knock on the door and ring the door bell.

Ten minutes later the old bat finally answers the door, only opening it half way with three sturdy looking chains still connecting it.

"Agh! Go away! I hate you Mormon bastards!" she says.
"Do I look like a fuckin' Mormon? I'm here looking for work to do."
"Hmmm, you look familiar; you live over in that trailer park nearby don't you?"
"How would you know? You never leave the fuckin' house!"
"Ah but my kitties! I see through them! They see for me! I know everything about this town, thanks to my pets! Hehehehehehe!" she begins to cackle.

"Uh yeah, so you got anything for me to do that you can pay me for, or are you just going to indulge in more insanity?"
"Oh yes! I have things for you to do! You may go out back and cut the grass or you can clean the garage, you will be paid well if you do a good job. Remember, I'll know! My friends will be watching! Hehehehe!"