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My Neighbors
Jan. 16th, 2013 04:17 pmMy basement neighbors are terrible. Terrible!
They use fuck in practically every sentence they speak. They are driving me batty!
Two people live together in a space the size of a postage stamp (I don't know why my landlord rents the space at all), a father and a son. They don't act like a father and a son though, they act like crazy people.
One day they had an argument that went on and on in which they referred to each other as dickheads. If I ever spoke to my father like that I wouldn't have a father. Uck. The negativity that seeps out of the basement is toxic. When they are home my shoulders climb to my ears, and I get headaches.
Perhaps black salt *is* the answer.
They use fuck in practically every sentence they speak. They are driving me batty!
Two people live together in a space the size of a postage stamp (I don't know why my landlord rents the space at all), a father and a son. They don't act like a father and a son though, they act like crazy people.
One day they had an argument that went on and on in which they referred to each other as dickheads. If I ever spoke to my father like that I wouldn't have a father. Uck. The negativity that seeps out of the basement is toxic. When they are home my shoulders climb to my ears, and I get headaches.
Perhaps black salt *is* the answer.
