Wednesday, September 27, 2006

The worst part about panic practicing after 11

BAM BAM BAM BAMBAMBAM.

Right, then. Time to put the geetar down. But seriously? The f*cking fat old guy downstairs, always with the loud TV that guy. So the neighbor next door pounds on the wall just 'cause we're strummin'?

Neighbor next door, we can't wait to slam our closet door bright in early in about six hours. Huh. That'll learn ya.

BAM BAM BAM BAMBAMBAM. Some people with the no consideration for others. Sheesh.

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