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Mar 14, 2007 23:50

Ugh, why doesn't our downstairs neighbour just die already?

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jenngo March 15 2007, 08:37:46 UTC
ouch...

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brosia March 15 2007, 13:15:01 UTC
We keep getting complaints about noise (and I know exactly why we got it this week: I kept going to bed while stuff was still in my bed and it would fall to the floor. That happened twice.) Like, just fuck off. It's not like I'm having boot sex.

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kingofthule March 15 2007, 14:02:30 UTC
I feel for you. They probably are old and cranky, and have nothing better to do with their lives. But boot sex? Not that you're having it, but what is it?

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frederick0t6 March 15 2007, 16:49:13 UTC
Maybe it would involve pulling off one's boots, in a dramatic fashion, and then tossing them onto the floor. Perhaps the sounds of particularly heavy or bulky footwear crashing to the floor could somehow be exciting in that way. Or perhaps jumping up and down while wearing boots?

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preacher_quint March 15 2007, 17:34:17 UTC
Because the cats would get into their apartment, strip the meat from their bones and develop a taste for human flesh.

That said, if your life is going to be a remake of a b-movie, it might as well be Night Of A Thousand Cats...

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brosia March 17 2007, 01:35:28 UTC
No Mere thousand cats could eat the flesh of those peoples!

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