30-09-10, 10:07 AM
Aye, she's on about me getting a flat and that now. For a kick-off I live in Edinburgh, which costs a bloody fortune to get anything even half decent, and if you hadn't given away my childhood I'd have had enough to get a deposit together ages ago!
Boiling my blood big style this morning are the cunting fucking students who have moved in next door. Came home at 3 in the morning, banging doors. Fair enough, I've probably done that more than a few times. But then they decide to hold an impromptu party, with music playing and loads of shouting. Having not met them yet I thought I'd go introduce myself, by banging on their fucking door. They didn't answer (to be fair if a 6ft skinhead banged on my door at 3 in the morning I wouldn't either), but I could hear them dicking about behind the peephole. I politely tell them I can hear them, and tell them to shut the fuck up as I've got work in the morning, shouting cunts quite loudly as I go back into my flat. They quietened down a far bit but as I was so riled every fucking noise I heard kept me awake, so I went to sleep in the lounge at the other side of the flat.
Just to keep things civil I battered their front door with a bin-bag full of glass bottles this morning as I went past, which popped the door open. So with any luck they'll have been robbed or murdered by the time I get home.
Boiling my blood big style this morning are the cunting fucking students who have moved in next door. Came home at 3 in the morning, banging doors. Fair enough, I've probably done that more than a few times. But then they decide to hold an impromptu party, with music playing and loads of shouting. Having not met them yet I thought I'd go introduce myself, by banging on their fucking door. They didn't answer (to be fair if a 6ft skinhead banged on my door at 3 in the morning I wouldn't either), but I could hear them dicking about behind the peephole. I politely tell them I can hear them, and tell them to shut the fuck up as I've got work in the morning, shouting cunts quite loudly as I go back into my flat. They quietened down a far bit but as I was so riled every fucking noise I heard kept me awake, so I went to sleep in the lounge at the other side of the flat.
Just to keep things civil I battered their front door with a bin-bag full of glass bottles this morning as I went past, which popped the door open. So with any luck they'll have been robbed or murdered by the time I get home.
It was fuckin' obvious that that cunt was gonnae fuck some cunt.