The Walls are Talking
Either my neighbors are having a great party or really weird sex. I am thinking it's the first. It could be both.These are the same neighbors who sing and play guitar at 7am, presumably in the bathroom, because that is where I hear them the best, or worst, because they are tone-deaf.
It's Friday night and I am at home watching TV. I feel a little pathetic. I am calling the friends tomorrow.
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