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Originally Posted by Platapus
When I was living in Utah, I was renting an apartment in this rat-trap house. My neighbours were a bunch of buttheads and played their loud music with no consideration for anyone else.
Well the wiring in the house was not so good. I knew that two of the more obnoxious were big football fans (as I had to listen to them on Sundays)
Comes the Superbowl. I think this would be a good time to vacuum my apartment. Which I did for almost four hours, which takes a lot of doing considering my apartment was about 200 sq feet.
Gee, I hope my vacuuming did not scramble their TV sets. That would be bad. Too bad my cheap vacuum cleaner was so loud that I could not hear the knocking on my door...
Just like they could not hear my knocking on their door when they were blasting their music late in the weeknight.
Having a clean carpet is important. 
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Hah, reminds of being in my late 20's living in a second floor apt. The downstairs neighbors would do a cookout, loud music, rowdy, prolly 20 of them. I told them to calm it down several times. I use to be a hell of a man then, jump off roofs, benchpress 400lbs, etc...One of them told me to shut the F up. I got so mad I jumped off my second floor balcony, not a big drop, gonna go whoop some arse...I broke my leg. Course I tried to walk off with a lil pride, but they got the last laugh.