The next time you’re walking home from the bars at 2:00 or 3:00 a.m., look around you at the houses. This is not an abandoned ghost town you’re walking through. It’s a neighbourhood. Behind those windows are people sleeping – or at least people who WERE sleeping before you walked by, yelling your fool heads off.
STFU! Maybe you don’t have to get up at 6:00 or 7:00, but we do. Don’t do it again. We know where you live. —Your neighbours
This article appears in Sep 2-8, 2010.
nothing that a good rock to the head won’t fix. and if they are that drunk, would think the sky is falling anyway. collect your rocks people, i hear there is a good drunk party coming in the next week or so.
For all those folks who lived along Watt St. between 1984 and ’89 who had their sleep ruined by a drunken slob braying the “The Son of God goes forth to war , a kingly crown to gain…” like Sean Connery in “The Man Who Would Be KIng” – Sorry >: (
now that would be worth staying up for general…is it safe rawk?
I’m buying shares in ear plug companies….
I can see a spike in sales is imminent.
GO CRAZY, DRUNKEN TEENAGE UNIVERSITY CHICKS!
It’s Rawkin’ safe Painey >; ) This minstrel boy has just celebrated his 49th birthday, 17 anniversary and is enjoying his 3rd week of R&R from Dunder-Mifflin.
I’m sniffing Testors airplane glue and struggling with painting invasion stripes on a 1/72 scale Horsa Glider, putting any number of Chapters/Starbucks employees through college and keeping the 2 lovely ladies in my nukular family unit well fed.
Short version – Life is great. How’s my favorite civilizing influence doing today ?
not too shabby admiral…glad you’re having some respite. missing the boy something fierce but raging against the god machine helps…i am a very naughty witch^^^
Is the lad going to try and make it home for Turkey Day in October or Kill A Pinetree Day in December?
he will be home for the fat bearded flying zombie high holiday…mom rawk
Paint guns?