So the other night my neighbors had a little party. All the neighbors from the street came over and ate bbq, drank to excess, hung out, stole things from the grocery store, etc.
The girl across the street, who’s name i cannot recall except it starts with a J and has a X in it, has not learned the value of drapes. Im sitting here staring at my monitor on the floor watching her walk around her upstairs apartment unpacking.
Earlier tonight i was heading to the store for some “supplies” and i see her leaving her apartment. I tell her that she’s been wearing those clothes all afternoon and i havn’t seen her change once.
I expect drapes tomorrow.
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