Note to my downstairs neighbour.
Either get up or switch your flipping alarm off.
You had me searching the flat for MONTHS thinking it was mine. Now you've moved it, which proved it.
Now I can deal with Dana sleeping through a nuclear attack. Because I love her, she can sleep through my snoring, and anyway when we share a room in Glasgow, she's near enough to for me to brain her. [see different thread for reason I try not to share, inc sleep talking and screaming meemies - poor Limey]
So anyway, downstairs neighbour.
Switch it off or I'm sending the boys round. And that includes Carrot.
__________________
Life's hard you know, so strike a pose on a Cadillac
|