My neighbors below me better hope to dear sweet baby Jesus that I don’t see them today, or anytime soon. The assholes got into a lover’s spat starting at 2 a.m., and didn’t stop until the cops showed up at 6 this morning. Their fight including door slamming at a minimum of 30 times, a car chase (no, I’m serious), lots of screaming, the throwing and
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I reminded me of my teenage years at home...
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