Yet again, my lovely neighbors woke me up at 7:00 a.m. by fighting with each oth!
Question: yell through the wall that they should get a divorce?
They are ruining my beauty sleep after all.
Poll: Milk or Bourbon for breakfast?
Answers: yell through the wall that they should get a divorce?
They are ruining my beauty sleep after all.
Poll: Milk or Bourbon for breakfast?
LOL!
You are so funny!
That's totally the right thing to do!
Milk is what I always drink for breakfast!
That was wrong. You should at least have yelled that they should get couples therapy. Give love a chance.
I only drink coffee for breakfast.
Yes, you were. Some people can be damned inconsiderate.
Milk, please. Bourbon makes my Coco Puffs flammable.
yes! it's even better when you go to their front door and do it;)
one bourbon, one shot, one beer....
No not wrong at all. I had to call the cops on mine once. Oh and Milk for breakfast. Can't handle bourbon that early.
you were right because it got the point across that you don't appreciate what they're doing even though they probably won't take what you said seriously.
I choose orange juice for breakfast =]
milk and yes you were correct on doing that. I hope you get a some more sleep today cats sleep 21 hrs a day and you need your energy to find mice.
I did that once and when I came home their vicious dog was sitting in front of my door. Man, that sucked! I was tired and I couldn't get in my own house.
Good for you. I go crazy when people mess with my sleep.
You were not wrong at all. They are insensitive jerks.
both...
that is rude of you! Why yell? I would recommend cutting out all the good divorce attorneys and slipping that under their door LOL
try milk AND bourbon (keep it interesting)
you should leave pamplets in their mailbox
if youve got a tape recorder,tape them arguing,then when you see them again bring the tape recorder over and let them hear what you hear at 7am! hopefully this will let them know that you hear everything ! go get em!! milk for me ,i dont do hard liquor at 9 am.
Yes/Burbon
....... I did that the other day to my Jolly Green Giant Neighbors and they weren't even fighting....I just want them to move and I figured Divorce was a good place for them to start.
F that, yes, you have every single right to yell, next time call the cops on them. I had to put up with psychos in my old bulding for a while too and besides constantly throwing disgusting sh*t in their dryer, I'd yell and scream at them (the fat chick used to run away everytime she saw me coming) and then I called the cops on them every single day, sometimes up to 4 times a day. Psycho freaks! one was a real live circus clown and his daughter was a really fat lesbian. Moral of the story, we moved and I'm sueing the landlord.
Oh and the booze for breakfast of course
I had all my neighbors sign a petition making it unanimous that they should seek divorce lawyers
bourbon
mmm bourbon, its good in your coffee.
Oh yeah I would just set there appartment on fire, wait no.. thats bad, right?
milk, your a cat, and I drank all the bourbon, thats why we were fighting this morning. And we are not married, just shacked up.
have you thought about pooping on their doorstep?
That was better than putting THEM through the wall. Milk of course! I just love milk!
Did you do a little banging on the wall too? Next time call the "po po".
Milk-does a body good.
You are better than me...I would call and report them to management....if that didn't help then the police.
Poll: Milk in my Bourbon on the rocks
Whenever that happens to me, I take a giant sledge hammer and carefully smash it through the wall. After I brush the debris from my pretty blue dress, I smile sweetly, hand them some pretty daffodils and then give them both the finger [or the one finger salute, as we say here in the meadow], and say: "Get a ******* divorce already."
Then I return to my room, fluff my pretty pillows, and try to fall back asleep.
bourbon in milk for breakfast. sorry, we'll try to keep it down.....
Not at all, in fact a little later on, when you're feeling up to it, stop by and tape the phone book page that contains #'s for divorce attorneys to their front door.
No bourbon before noon, aw hell who am I kidding...