Sunday, November 1, 2009

the neighbours

As I sat at my desk, I could hear the neighbors going at it. In both ways. They fought. And then they started screwing.

She was loud.

That may be because he fucked her like a jackhammer. I have fifteen foot ceilings and thick walls, and normally never hear anything. But this was like I was in the Hotel 8 or something with a piece of drywall separating us.

Anyhow. Good for them.

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