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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“He texted me three minutes into booty call hour, what should I do?” What are your instincts telling you? Okay, don’t do that.
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Bahahahahah This made my day.
Wow, that guy sure does have to be a keeper…
Build a time machine, go back three minutes, and text him first. Duh.
okay i know you must hate living below these girls but i would kill for it. TOO. funny.
This blog is, like, five minutes away from a “Shit My Dad Says”-style book and TV deal.
^^^ I would get pretty tired of it though if I were you :)
I just discovered your site today and so far I’ve had to do a bunch of chores around the house and this is my first time getting to sit down and relax. Let me say that you’ve made me laugh and have truly made my break worth it and my day brighter. Can’t wait for more, but sorry that they’re probably annoying as hell!
you poor poor man.
I love your site. I read through all the back posts and laughed and read the gems aloud to my husband. And laughed again. Question: Does it feel weird knowing you’re living in a sit-com?
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Dude. This is priceless. You always cheer me up :)
This blog is perfect. You, sir, are a gentleman and a scholar.
hun you are seriously adorable and if i lived above you and didn’t know you were writting me letters i think i’d cry these are so funny and adorable and your really sweet in a silly kinda way. wish the people who lived above me were that interesting.
ps- your dog is so cute when in the video of what you do durring their party’s he smells your face when your pretending to sleep
your amazing please keep the site going its so ver funny.
-a grand admirer (oh dear i don’t know how to spell that word…)
I’m not nearly organized enough to schedule sex.