but seriously, my neighbors can take it over board. at first, the ukeleles and wood flutes and tribal drums were pretty cool, and i would peek over the fence to watch them in their merriment. but now it's every weekend, till the wee hours of the morning, and in their back yard close to where my computer is! And it's not even like i can hear the rest of the instruments, all i can here is the pounding boom boom boom of that huge-ass drum they have. i can't take it anymore! they're driving me crazy!
but i'm too chicken to go over and tell them to shut up. i think i'll just tell my dad to tell the landlord.
Devious Comments
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Can you see the Joker flying over, as she's standing in the field of clover.
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"While you were sleeping I figured out everything,
I was constructed for you, and you were molded for me."
"Oh sheesh, y'all! 'Twas a dream."
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Go buy shit.
Why in the world do they have to play in the strange hours?
rotflmaooo.
... yet.
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jeezus shmeezus.
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