Henceforth, all ranch houses in Los Angeles shall be vertical. That’s gonna entail a lot more dusting and mopping. What to do? Who will we find? Americans are lazy as f**k.
Look, someone left a card. There’s an App for everything.
Deep. Detailed. Delightful, like a really good massage. No tipping required. Now we’re talking.
They’ll even send a pair of blondes who look like yoga instructors.
Okay, maybe they won’t be blonde. Maybe not fit, either. But certified. As a bonus willing to labor tip-free, tidying up all the awkward social contract implications.
I wonder where they live, these non-blonde, non-yoga instructing floor scrubbers? Two to a room in a dingbat apartment in Van Nuys, probably.
Whatever happened to the old Van Nuys people? You know, those dingbat apartment dwellers? Maybe they moved to the Ozarks. They should have obtained an education if they wanted to stick around. They shouldn’t have gotten high. They shouldn’t have gotten old. How they gonna clean floors now?