Daisy, intoxicated and unsteady on her feet, fell into a squat, inadvertently exposing herself as her skirt flipped up.

Clark quickly turned his face away, afraid of catching a glimpse.

Just then, a stream of yellowish and foul-smelling water cascaded from overhead, soaking Daisy from head to toe.

Following that, a tangy and disgusting stench reached her nose. She raised her arm to sniff and almost vomited her dinner from last night.

What was this smell?

It was tangy and pungent, making her nauseous.

"Who is it? Who poured this on me? Who?" Daisy howled at the sky like an angry dog.

told you to yell and

out of the front gate. "Look, even the heavens find you unpleasant. They poured a bucket of

poured this on me!" Daisy glared, her teeth

rain can fall from the sky, who is to say that sewage can't? You reap what you sow. Who knows? Maybe one day, a bolt

North, Colene maintained her Northern preferences even after marrying into the South—her fondness

the unprocessed pickle juice from the previous year to good

using actual manure, but considering this was their yard, it wasn't worth making a mess for this bitch. So

covering her chest as

pursue it further, so you should find a hole to

Get lost

defeated, Daisy knew she would leave empty-handed tonight.

she could only leave Heightsnew Villa

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