Thursday, September 18, 2008

Guns, knives, hammers?

These are images that come to mind when I think I my lovely next doors apartment renters. They have been here as long as I have (circa one year). But recently they all have joined together and become an army of hootin' and hollerin', beer drinkin', beer pongin', pot smokin', beer chugin', (bad beer btw), frizbee throwin', californian talkin', flip flop wearin', baggy short sportin', sausage festin' annoying people inc.

Anyhow, those words come to mind because they seem to me like good silencing tools. I've asked them very politely to be quiet because it sounds like they are partyin' in my livin' room. Thankfully it has stopped momentarily. Perhaps they are taking a ralphing break.

But my passive agressive demeanor prevents me from doing any silencin'.

"You can go to the extreme on ANYTHANG. YOU can go to the EXTREME on ANYTHANG. But if you do as the Lord God intended, you needn't not worry." - Vernon, Florida

???Any suggestions as how to deal with the situation???

3 comments:

Dale said...

have these people given you any relief? Sounds like a UGA football fan gathering. I checked your blog today for the first time in a while. It was so, so good to see you when you were here. We just heard that the Yankee family has moved from Alaska to Sisters, Oregon.
Looks like it is just a couple of hours from you.

Jake said...

Well, they haven't let up yet. I hoping that the rains come soon so they won't be outside so much. :) Wow, the Yankees just move from cold and beautiful place to another. Maybe we can meet up at some point.

Good to see ya'll too!

Tingle, M. D. said...

I think if you walk into the middle of their party, strip naked, get on all fours and bark like an enthusiastic member of the bulldawg nation, they'll either A)be silenced or B)you'll be in a whole heap of trouble...The choice is yours.