The madness of the sheer joy and relief experienced when the "marching moron" hip hop blasting loud loud LOUD bad bad neighbors moved out two days ago after FIFTEEN godamned years of their brand of madness.
Sayonara white trash! Good luck to your new neighbors, wherever they are.
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2 comments:
Hopefully and glodwillingly your next neighbors will be more considerate. I'm dealing with college boys behind me practicing rock tunes in their garage on Wednesday evenings until 10 0 clock. All I can do is take a walk around the block
and wonder why noise follows me and you wherever we go. It can only be because we live in an insensitive noisy world that cares not.
we are married to noise. it is our destiny. it is the great flaw in the blueprint of our existence.
HARK! what's that i hear?
oh, it's just more noise.
more noise.
noise.
more.
"Shush!; do you mind, i can't hear the noise!"
did you hear that noise?
noise noise noise noise noise noise noise. it's better than spam.
BY GOD, IT'S AMERICAN!
salute the noise.
bow down to the noise.
beg the noise's pardon when you when you selfishly lapse into a contemplative quiet moment.
NOISE FOR NOISE'S SAKE!
we have met the noise, and it is us.
and now for a moment of silence,
brought to you by THE NOISE.
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