My basement

You guys should check out my basement. I live in a house off campus with a few of my friends and there is a ton of cool stuff in my basement. It's kind of like there is an antique shop in my basement, but everything is for free. A lot of it doesn't even belong to anyone. It was just left down there from previous people that have rented the place out. We found a girl's soccer trophy from 1992, an old Mac computer, a desk from the stony brook dormitories, some old tables, refrigerators, books, and just anything you would need for furnishing your house. We should have a tag sale. However, my friend took a table from the basement and it happened to belong to Stephen King who lives upstairs. We call him Stephen King because he looks like Stephen King. He's a scary dude. He was very upset when he found out my friend took his table. Apparently it belonged to his mother and it's worth $2000. I am not sure if this is all true, but I am just glad he didn't make our walls start bleeding with some sort of ancient voodoo curse.