Coletta is a lonely, unemployed spinster adoptive homestay mom my landlady, who likes to remind the two temporary boarders living in her house that she's not running a boarding house. She says things like, "That boy is silly as a cut snake" or "My mum could talk the legs off a wooden chair" or "It's cuz of the gays." She has Bob, a portly forgotten-looking golden retriever. Somewhere along the way Bob transcended that genetic compulsion that gives the breed its name. Mostly he sleeps behind the portable radiator. They both watch a lot ot TV. Last night I could hear her from the next room laughing maniacally into the television set. This morning I learned that Coletta 'discovered' Naked Gun 2 1/2.
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