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Friday, December 24, 2010

dear upstairs neighbors,

i don't really consider myself a humbug or a scrooge or whatever. i'm ok with christmas and i'm ok with accepting that if you got some family over, things are probably going to be a tad bit louder. but.......

SERIOUSLY. THIS IS LIKE THE SIXTH STRAIGHT HOUR WHERE IT SOUNDS LIKE YOU ARE GOING TO COME THROUGH MY CEILING. I MEAN WHAT ARE YOU BOWLING? PRACTICING STUNTS? HOW MANY KIDS ARE THERE UP THERE ANYWAYS? ARE YOU KILLING EACH OTHER? REPEATEDLY? AND WHY AT 11:40 AT NIGHT IS IT EVEN LOUDER? WITH MUSIC NOW. AND REALLY SHITTY MUSIC AT THAT. OH GREAT...NOW IT SOUNDS LIKE YOU ARE DANCING AND I AM WRITING IN ALL CAPS NOW!

ok. lower case again. but you are for real making me lose my mind slowly.

HELP!

your downstairs neighbor who is going insane

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