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Dear neighbors,
It's only okay to blast the music while you swim in your pool and barbecue if your house is like like a mile away from anybody else's. This is MA, and when your backyard is in my face, it's not okay. I really needed to sleep. Also, I hate your pool even when it's not noisy.
Robin
I'm having problems with being HUNGRY all the time goshdarnit. I eat and then it comes back again! What the hell is going on here?! And THIS time I have a taste for some kind of ungodly takeout, like that gooey pile of potatoes and cheese and lard from 99 Restaurant. By the way, this has escalated from an urge to make mabo curry again (let all that salt in my bloodstream compensate for constant mild anemia), which escalated from an urge to make melon and cream bread and eat them until I can't move (clearly unrequited, aren't we glad), which escalated from an urge to eat various quickbreads (mmmmmmm, baking sodaaa). It's definitely everybody else's fault for not nipping this in the bud.
EDIT: AO;IWRHGT;OERNG;AOIENHGAJN!!!!!!11 Not quite as EEEEEE as the basketball picture (which included sweat and antics) but still. Goodness me. Roy playing soccer and, and, and the screaming fangirls.
It's only okay to blast the music while you swim in your pool and barbecue if your house is like like a mile away from anybody else's. This is MA, and when your backyard is in my face, it's not okay. I really needed to sleep. Also, I hate your pool even when it's not noisy.
Robin
I'm having problems with being HUNGRY all the time goshdarnit. I eat and then it comes back again! What the hell is going on here?! And THIS time I have a taste for some kind of ungodly takeout, like that gooey pile of potatoes and cheese and lard from 99 Restaurant. By the way, this has escalated from an urge to make mabo curry again (let all that salt in my bloodstream compensate for constant mild anemia), which escalated from an urge to make melon and cream bread and eat them until I can't move (clearly unrequited, aren't we glad), which escalated from an urge to eat various quickbreads (mmmmmmm, baking sodaaa). It's definitely everybody else's fault for not nipping this in the bud.
EDIT: AO;IWRHGT;OERNG;AOIENHGAJN!!!!!!11 Not quite as EEEEEE as the basketball picture (which included sweat and antics) but still. Goodness me. Roy playing soccer and, and, and the screaming fangirls.
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Yes, ALL neighbours who think they can be all Pardey Hardey in Europe and Massachusetts alike deserve Death >=((( especially those with pools, and the ones that invite pakistani live bands over to come play ON THEIR AMPLIFIED BONGOS.
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...o_o These people once had a wedding, but...that's bad. Most of the time it's just a surplus of screaming children in the pool.