When our landlord hiked our rent by $650, it was the last straw. Living in a rundown apartment with a broken fridge and constant harassment pushed us to the edge. Determined to get revenge, we concocted a clever plan to make him regret his greed and teach him an unforgettable lesson.
Dennis here. Let me tell you about the time my wife, Amber, and I dealt with the landlord from hell while saving for our dream house. It’s been a rollercoaster, but we learned a lot along the way
So, picture this: Amber and I moved into this tiny, run-down apartment a little over a year ago.
We were pinching pennies, trying to save up for a place of our own. The apartment was our stepping stone. Small, but we made it work. Amber decorated the place with some second-hand finds and DIY projects. I swear, she can make anything look good.
The trouble started right from the get-go.
We met our landlord, Mr. Williams, during the lease signing. Now, this guy looked like he had stepped right out of a 1980s corporate villain movie. Slicked-back hair, smug smile, and a suit that screamed “I have power, and I love it.”
“Nice to meet you, Mr. Williams,” Amber said, ever the polite one.
“Likewise,” he replied, barely looking up from the paperwork. “Let’s get this done quickly. I have other matters to attend to.”
We went through the motions, signing here and there. And then, like an idiot, I mentioned my income.
Amber and I brainstormed over a couple of beers one night, sketching out ideas on a napkin. We needed something that would hit Mr. Williams where it hurt but couldn’t be traced back to us.
Then it hit us—smells. Horrible, pervasive, can’t-get-rid-of-them smells.
“Alright,” I said, leaning back with a grin. “We need tuna, rotten eggs, milk, and dead mice.”
Amber chuckled. “This is going to be epic.”
We removed the tuna, cleaned out the rotten eggs, scrubbed the milk stains, and disposed of the dead mice. The smell finally began to dissipate.
“Good riddance,” Amber said, wiping her hands. “I hope he learned his lesson.”
And there you have it. The story of how we turned the tables on our greedy landlord and got the justice we deserved. If you ever find yourself in a similar situation, remember: a little creativity and a lot of determination can go a long way!
JUSTIN AND HAILEY BIEBER’S BABY NAME FINALLY REVEALED – THE HEARTWARMING REASON WILL SURPRISE YOU!
When Justin and Hailey Bieber announced they were expecting a baby, fans were thrilled. The couple, who have been married for almost six years, are now parents to a baby boy.
They have now revealed the baby’s name, which shows they are continuing a sweet family tradition.
Justin and Hailey shared the news of their baby boy’s arrival on social media. The couple got married in September 2018. In May of this year, they announced they were expecting their first child together.
After announcing the pregnancy, Hailey kept her fans updated and shared how her pregnancy was going.
The couple announced their baby’s name on social media with a caption that said, “WELCOME HOME JACK BLUES BIEBER .” The proud dad, Justin, was excited to share the news of his son’s arrival and his name with everyone.
By revealing the name, Justin showed that they are keeping a family tradition. The baby’s initials, ‘JB,’ are the same as his dad’s and grandfather’s.
It’s well-known that Justin Bieber has the initials ‘JB,’ and his dad does too, since his name is Jeremy Bieber. Justin’s younger siblings also share the same initials, with his sister named Jazmyn Bieber and his brother named Jaxon Bieber.
Interestingly, Justin’s dad, Jeremy, also has the middle name Jack.
Although the couple hasn’t shared a picture of their baby’s face yet, they did post a picture showing the baby’s foot. In the picture, you can also see Hailey’s hand and a fuzzy blanket next to the baby’s foot.
Many of the couple’s celebrity friends were excited to see them become parents. Khloé Kardashian commented, “Jack Blues!!!!!! Congratulations!!!!! I love this tiny foot so so much.”
Hailey’s close friend, Kylie Jenner, also wrote, “I can’t handle this little foot, JACK BLUES.”
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