Post by tallulah york. on May 31, 2010 20:49:59 GMT -6
oh. like what?
friendly neighbor? as if. my neighbors hate me / have called the police on my dog like 50 times. honestly, you'd think they'd leave the poor yorkie alone. it's not her fault she's dissatisfied with her meager existence.
Post by tallulah york. on May 31, 2010 21:15:42 GMT -6
daughter? as in, like, child? alive? how old are you, like twenty? you're crazy, js.
because they're psychotic freaks who fixate on everything and should burn in hell. i've just had a brilliant idea! next time my toaster catches on fire, i'm throwing it through their living room window. literal hell-burning. excellent.
the fuck. no way. like i said, i'm broke / would rather buy shoes than sandwiches. do you have any rich friends? i'll return the favor, promise.
Post by jonah greaves on May 31, 2010 21:29:39 GMT -6
i'm twenty two and she wasn't planned. at all. children were not my thing until her. they still aren't, tbh.
i don't think that is the best plan of action. i'm pretty sure that as psycho as you say they are, they'd call the cops on you for the whole fire-toaster in their window shit. maybe it's best if you just tell them to mind their own business and go have sex. everyone is nicer after sex
no but if you are that desperate for a toaster, you can have mine. i barely use it
Post by jonah greaves on Jun 1, 2010 9:43:58 GMT -6
its fine. she's generally at her mom's so i usually have my apartment to myself.
shit, man. the only problem i have with my neighbors is when i have a party. and even then, they just come down and knock on the door and ask why they weren't invited. sounds like you need to find a new place to live where you can have sex in peace.
i should be everyone's hero, i'm pretty fucking amazing tbh