I really hate the people that live above me. They sound like a herd of oxen. The unemployed winter flip flop wearing 30 year old husband plays gutiar hero well into the night most nights. Seriously, he's not that good. That band dream you had when you were in high school isnt going to happen, get a job. He should probably find some other hobbies too cause televised sports seem too intense for him. I can hear him up there screaming and jumping up and down. Really, how absurd is it for a grown man to scream and jump around in response to a screen displaying pictures. Its like he is more gorilla than man.
As I lay awake last night I dayreamd about things I want to do to them.
1. throw eggs at their door.
2. stick bobbie pins in the valves of their tires so they deflate
3. call the cops
4 knife their tires
5. drop a brick from my second story window onto their winshield
6. find alex's gun and shoot them through the ceiling
7. lure him into my apartment so i can shoot him and claim self defense
what should I do? vote in the comments section.
4 comments:
all of the above.
7, I have an apron you could wear to lure it.
isn't that Abby's apron?
I could save some poopy diapers and you could leave a pile on their doorstep when they're not there with a nice note asking them to pipe down. They'd never guess it was you!
I could increase that diaper file 2 fold. AND you could light them on fire!
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