Regurgitation For: On My Last Nerve, They Are

Everybody knows a party isn't a party until some lady decides to get half naked and start screaming in Spanish.

So... um... what's your address again?

Declared by Maine at January 20, 2006 04:06 PM

I once lived in an apt bldg and had noisy downstairs neighbors- loud stereo, tv. My response was to go to the basement and turn off the power to their apartment. They learned the lesson.

Declared by barry at January 21, 2006 06:51 AM

Oh the joys of apartment living. How I miss my neighbors in California. Downstairs we had the people who cooked fish in garlic and onions at 5am EVERY morning. Across the hall in door #1 the LOUD bass and in door #2 the rather kind gentleman who wore WAAAAY to much cologne. Lovely. Mind you...I was pregnant at the time so the mixture of Polo and the lovely breakfast downstairs was enough to make me want to kill myself!

Declared by SailGirl at January 21, 2006 09:22 PM

You have my sympathy. Nothing more aggravating than bass blaring out.

Declared by ruth at January 24, 2006 01:53 AM
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