Please stop complaining and swearing and thumping in the apartment. You makes angels cry. I think you have a condition. -Tired of the Noise
This article appears in May 8-14, 2014.
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^ Beat me to it 🙁 Hopefuly you don’t live with said whale, get some of that whale call music hippies like and play some back for her!
And we should be kind to angels, why? THEY DON’T FUCKING EXIST! You have the condition, OB. It’s called hallucinations.
Fairview! Never saw anything good about it nor met anyone good from there. Shame.
I believe in angles – particularly those of a 90 and 180 degree variety.
Fair-Phew – lived there twice – home of shabby six unit apartment buildings and its hot and cold running crackheads.
And the OB thinks bitching here will make it stop? I bet the OB didn’t even talk to the super about it.
So Sucks and ol woggers moved in together, eh? Wonder if she wears that [disappearing] teeny black bikini around the apartment??!!?!
The complaining and swearing was to the effect that there wasn’t enough thumping going on to his/her satisfaction.
The fucking Muslims and their virgins drove the angels out, and sent them to Fairviewistan.
No sowrry I don’t live in fairview so I can’t tell you bout your neighbors…But I’ll break it down, why is it always the woman being called the whale? Or fat bitch, etc.. Why ain’t none of ya’ll fat men dissed? I ask this to Ivan the goofy jolly green ginger giant goober. How’s that for alliteration, bitch? This society is fucked. I see just as many mad fat men as mad fat women in our society. Men are naturally hotheads, and any given woman be bustin heads up in they apartment five days outta e’rry month when it’s PMS time – E’rry woman gotta condition. If you ask me, dem skinny bitches be way more cray cuz they starvin and got no nutrients goin’ up to they brains. That bein’ said, I ain’t no friend to neighbors. Between bustin heads, bootie poppin, and friday night twerk it out. Y U Mad? BOOOYA bitches!
N’Foo jus’ ridin’ the cotton elefink cuz she got no takers when that Newfoundland outport tried to sell her on Kijiji.
Maybe you should stop playing video games and shit in your bedroom at 3AM at a sufficient volume to wake the Whale out of a sound sleep. Also, who are you calling a whale? Every one of you has a solid hundred pounds on me.
Whale: sometimes people hit you where it reallly hurts when you really don’t deserve it, other times people lash out because they have been pushed to a certain edge. It isn’t nice, pretty, or kind–but that is how life rolls sometimes. It seems to me that the word ‘fat’ has taken on a new meaning these days: it kinda replaces the colloquial ‘bitch’, probably because most of us have habituated to the negative connotation of it’s (‘bitch’) original misappropriation. ‘Fat’, these days, is (colloquially) a negative state of being that has more to do with behaviour than actual body weight, imo. Hope today life rolls in the other direction for both you and the OP.
The price you pay to live in fairview.
Believe me, if anyone can sympathize, it’s me.
The ladies usually hit back with that old classic, tiny dick.
but, muh condishuns!
Perhaps you could ask a museum to haul said whale away for you OP. Problem solved.