The family. We were a strange little band of characters trudging through life sharing diseases and toothpaste, coveting one another's desserts, hiding shampoo, borrowing money, locking each other out of our rooms, inflicting pain and kissing to heal it in the same instant, loving, laughing, defending, and trying to figure out the common thread that bound us all together. ~Erma Bombeck
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
slobs!
The people who moved in to my building are slobs. They hang out in the doorways smoking, they throw their crap out on the lawn, sit on their balcony with the screen open blaring nasty rap music... I don't want them pissed at me or else I would complain. Not that I think they are dangerous, but they could key my car or something.
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