Two annoying girls moved into the apartment above me.
I'm forced to hear every dumb thing they say.
These are my letters to them.
I'm forced to hear every dumb thing they say.
These are my letters to them.
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“I still dont understand therapy, do I tell her EVERYONE I have sex with?” No, just the unprotected ones…yes everyone.
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Can’t believe I Stumble’d on this. These are hilarious!
I feel your pain. The girls that live above me in my dorm room are the same way. I swear they spend all their time jumping up and down.
do they read these
Just the ones who were good, no need to waste the entire hour.
i enjoy you.
also, a boomer gay couple has moved-in above me. though lovely in their use of neighbourly pleasantries, their existence has caused me to develop an (untimely) burning hatred of madonna dance parties and “the wearing-in process” of elevator shoes
No way, some woman really said that? What an idiot!
Sir, you are my hero. I stumbled your site and you make me happy inside. This is the pinnacle of passive aggressive comedy. You are a genius for turning this negative into a positive. You are doing God’s work. I am a die hard fan now.
You are HILARIOUS. Your sarcasm and bluntness are just plain hysterical! You’re officially in my “Hall of the Most Awesome People in the World”. Keep up the hilarity!
I suggest: earplugs; soundproofing your apartment; finding a hobby you enjoy other than blogging about your neighbours; or sending actual notes to your neighbours if they are being unreasonable. Alternatively, retaliate: I recommend “Brighteyes” by Art Garfunkel on repeat every time you leave the apartment, *assuming* they are the only ones who will suffer. That usually works pretty fast. “I’ve got a brand new combine harvester” by the Wurzels is also good. If you have more than one neighbour bothered by them, perhaps you could co-ordinate.
The “what I do when you have a party” video was mildly amusing but not proportional to the effort it took. Tbh compared with our neighbour’s parties (we’re in a detached house and have to shout to be heard by each other when they have a party, thankfully only a couple of times a year) your neighbours seem pretty quiet.
I found you via MLIA and might I say, you are a hero.
Wow… I feel your pain… I’m on the 7th floor at college, and still hear my suite mates, the girls at the corner (adjacent to my room) and the girls below me… it’s great about halfway through the semester when they decide to party or have their boyfriends come over for shower sex…
Keep up the great work!
haha these are really funny. i hope you get big with these…thats what she said
yep. i understand your pain. she’s still not over the fact that i had unprotected sex with her best friend… from two years ago!
make love dude not war…if you cant beet them (SEX) then leave and find another place to complain about
Pete clearly understands this blog. This complaining is for comedy, so all of us poor sobs have something to laugh at when we’re bored – there is surprisingly little actually funny material on the internet.
Also “beet” is a vegetable not a verb.
additionally, this is hilarious, keep up the good work. I guess “work” is pushing it. I guess…just keep it up.
“Ginger them” might be more appropriate.