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06 August 2003 @ 05:30 pm
An Open Letter ...  
Dear Neighbours:

Please stop fighting at the top of your lungs during the course of my headaches. It is most displeasing to me. Should you fail to cease your *loud arguments* I will put knives in your family.

Thank you. That is all.

Sincerely,

Nifra
 
 
Current Mood: bitchybitchy
Current Music: The Flaming Lips - The Spark that Bled
 
 
 
semisuper on August 6th, 2003 09:32 pm (UTC)
you forgot to say you'd steal their chairs.
pure FORESHADOWINGnifra_idril on August 6th, 2003 09:48 pm (UTC)
This goes without saying. *eyes chairs from afar as she sharpens knives*
Adoable Frunklyra_sena on August 6th, 2003 09:58 pm (UTC)
*stabs the bitches*

Break up already!!
Andariel: Chloe-laserandariell on August 6th, 2003 10:03 pm (UTC)
*sets the laser eyes to the highest setting*

Lemme at em! *grrrrr*

*hugs you gently and sends pain killers*
Thornthornsilver on August 7th, 2003 02:14 am (UTC)
This is this little thing I have been saying every day when I go to sleep. "Please, let the old lady upstairs kick the bucket already." So, then I wake up a little, realise what I thought and amend to "Please, let the f*cking TV die a horrible and painful death."

The lady upstairs is deaf and daft. She turns on the TV around 10 p.m. (when I am supposed to go to sleep). It is also on in the mornings. Including weekends.

The existence of ear plugs is the only reason she is still amongst the living.