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22 September 2016

Noisy Neighbour

It's not ACDC – 
I like heavy metal.  
It's more the late-night yells. 

All alone, he keeps on
shouting: 'FUCK OFFEE!' (Says 
it's neurological.)
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7 comments:

  1. Anonymous22 September 2016 at 23:55

    You ALWAYS make me smile. :)

    I love you.

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    1. Rosemary Nissen-Wade23 September 2016 at 07:18

      Thank you! And I wish I knew who you are. :)

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    2. ✿23 September 2016 at 23:46

      Ha ha. The nameless one. :)

      lavenderziggurat.blogspot.com
      (today)

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  2. Magaly Guerrero23 September 2016 at 01:11

    What Cyress said. ;-)

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  3. rallentanda23 September 2016 at 04:03

    Hmmm....not good! It wont go away so you will have to take measures.

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    1. Rosemary Nissen-Wade23 September 2016 at 07:17

      I do – I take out my hearing aids at bedtime! I think it's pretty clear he has Tourettes. As for the music, another neighbour complained about that and he now keeps it down to a muffled roar.

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