WHY:
Are the bitches next door compelled to play their annoying teenie-bopper music at top volume so it is louder than MY music when my head phones are on, and the driven further to start singing at the top of their little Samoan lungs about 5 keys off and fluctuating between flat and sharp? O god why won't they shut up??? My left eyeball is going to pop a blood vessel.
Do the bitches next door never take out their trash and the bugs the attract fly into our room when the door is open?
Do the bitches next door bring boys over to have loud, moany, bumpy, screamy sex at all hours of the day?
Do the bitches next door have loud, moany, bumpy, screamy sex to their loud teenie-bopper music?
Is there always some chick in the bathroom puking?
Is my new lab partner a pussy and can do any physical part in the experiment after he gets a 1st degree burn on an extremely small area of his pinky on his left hand and makes me do all the work?
Are you still reading this?
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