She's like the village bicycle.. everyone's had a ride!
So, last night, after a filthy night of fun which I will divulge more about later, I lay my sleepy head down onto my pillow and prepared for a fun night of sleep. It was around 1am when I went to sleep, and what woke me up at 3am.. I don't know if it was a filthy act of God, or what.. but I was awoken to the sounds of some serious creaking next door. Now, I'd like to paint you a picture of our neighbors.. there's a girl on our right, who lives alone and is a sophomore named Maggie. Now, Maggie is what we like to call a " Girl who likes to eat her feelings.." a Blonde Emma Gerber if you will. If you don't know what I'm talking about, and haven't seen Mean Girls.. well.. shame on you.. we can't be friends anymore, it's over. The girls to our left are filthy athletic-type chicks, who enjoy stealing the marker on our dry-erase board outside.. which quite frankily is wacky as sin! I've never understood the need for people to steal.. but moreso.. steal the gayest things ever! That's so badass.. " Hey, let me steal this nice dry-erase marker!" Anywho, to refer back to the creaking I was talking about earlier, it just continued going at a rapid pace.. and I immediately started hearing this manly feminine voice singing in key of E. So, yes, ladies and gentlemen, at 3 in the morning, I was witnessing through the miracle of hearing.. our next door neighbor being ridden harder than Tara Reid at the wrap party for her first season of Taradise. I'm not an idiot, I'm not trying to say I'm better than anyone else, but people like SERIOUSLY have no class anymore.. it's so amazing. I sometimes have no room to talk because I'm filthier than the floor of Texaco bathroom... or filthier than the floor of our bathroom.. To give a nice close to this post, I would like to say for the record how I love going into public bathrooms and finding tons and tons of toilet paper strewn throughout the stall. It's like someone decided they'd like a toilet paper scarf to wear.. but they'd rather have it in puce than in white.




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Unnnh.
Unnnh.
Oh yeh.
Oh yeh.
YESSSS.
OH GOD! YESSS!
UNGGGHHHH.
creak, creak creak.
UNNNNNGHHHH!
creak.
oooooooh.
AHAHAH i feel for you more than a chaka khan album. when i lived in oshkosh... the girl across the hall in my building.. well our bathroom walls were adjoining. but her bathroom was attached to her bedroom so on a couple occasions i heard her and her bf going at it and it just grossed me out. i mean not that i'm the purest of ladies, but i have some couth. needless to say while i was concentrating on pooping one night, i yelled I CAN HEAR YOU! and they piped down. those whores!
Dirty.
Hey, I miss you. You filty little dirty bird lol. Sry I missed your call several times this week. The dress that I was telling you that I have and bought.Well I'm taking it back because I think I look like a damn cream puff! So I think I'm going to find a new dress and something that fits me. Miss ya. Oh hey My Peggy Sue came today YEA!
AHAHAHHAHAHHAA okay my turn - sophomore year at scad, my roommate and i were in the living room of our shitty ass apartment on the corner of park and drayton. it was late-ish, around 11pm, and we start hearing all these noises coming from downstairs. weird noises, like someone was trying to break in or something. so we start inching towards the front door, listening in, getting ready to go call 911 when all of a sudden we hear the 'uuuuuuh oooooh eeeeeeee uh huhhhhhh uh uh uh uh uh uh' and we just start cracking up laughing our damn asses off because it wasn't robbers at all, it was one of our neighbors doing it!
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