I noticed this mattress sitting on my neighbor’s patio the other night. I knew the girl that used to live there had moved out, so I was a little concerned about the new neighbors.
“Maybe they’re moving things around inside and needed the space,” someone said.
“Maybe,” I replied.
The following morning I ran into one of the Melrose Place staff.
Drink – I said staff.
“Who’s my new neighbor?” I asked.
“I’m not sure. Why?”
“Because they have a soiled mattress sitting on their patio.”
He looked outside, and realized what apartment I was talking about.
“Oh, that one. There’s no one living there right now. The girl that used to live there left that behind.”
“That’s her mattress?”
And the world turns around