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Default I think my maid is trying to kill me! - 10-03-2017, 08:45 PM

Polly has always been a fine negress maid, nice and plump, and strong for a woman.

But I've been noticing she's been getting sloppy on occasion. The other day, I came home into my den, after a long day of getting my ATV out of the gulch, when I slipped on the freshly waxed hardwood floor. Polly ALWAYS waxes at the crack of dawn, never leaving it at 4 pm. What possessed her to do it when she KNEW I'd be walking through that back door any moment?

As much as I wish to give her a good whipping and discipline, I can't help but feel this was a malicious, and not so veiled attempt to off me. What's gotten into her? This isn't the first offense either. Last week, when I sat to watch the 700 Club and drink my beer, there was a peculiar after-taste, and I noticed she did not open it in front of me, but at her own whim behind-the-scenes. Needless to mention, I went to bed with sudden cramps, and unusual gastronomical activity.

I'm tender on the matter. As much as I wish to see her treacherous butt hauled off to the clink, Polly is remarkably cheap. Perhaps there is a good negro servant recommendation within the tight Landover directory?
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