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April 9th 2008 12:52
Letter received from young girl with baby in unit behind us:
Dear Neighbour
I apologize for my actions and noise from when I first moved in I was hanging around the wrong crowd of people and they were causing too much trouble for me but at the time I was to stupid to realise but now I know and now I have to fix my mistakes so I am really sorry for my actions if there is ever anymore problems please do call me on (mobile number) and let me know.
Thank you
from (neighbour)
(neighbours address)
Letter sent to young girl with baby in unit behind us:
Well I must say your party the night you moved in was quite annoying, especially the girl puking at like, 8:30pm, because in my day *puffs out chest* I never puked that night.
Well, maybe except for my hens night when I vomitted just before midnight then gleefully and promptly began drinking again to the disdain of my liver and the cheers of my bridesmaid.
Admittedly it was many, many moons ago that I could be carried out of a watering-hole, have 3 hours sleep, wonder which end of me to put on the toilet and then get up for a 5km run the next day.
I don't believe I was bitterly afraid for my brain cells back then either.
Still, I believe my son jumping on the trampline just outside your bedroom window at 7am the next morning singing loudly was quite a good payback for your party.
Next door Neighbour 1 - Next door Neighbour 1
I wouldn't feel too badly though.
You will never be as noisy as us.
We're European.
Wogs in fact.
We're loud.
We're proud.
Try as you might you will never outdo us on one of our get-togethers.
There's hand waving.
Yelling.
Singing.
Then there's the handwaving, yelling and singing all at the same time.
See?
Nothing to worry about darls.
If it makes you feel any better one of the guys at my work moved his desk to the furtherest part of the office because of me.
(I'm far too loud and laugh too much).
So I've had to restrict my laughing to about once per day and speak in hushed tones lest he moves office again and ends up falling down the stairs to the offices below.
Can't beat me there can you dear?
No, didn't think so.....
Dear Neighbour
I apologize for my actions and noise from when I first moved in I was hanging around the wrong crowd of people and they were causing too much trouble for me but at the time I was to stupid to realise but now I know and now I have to fix my mistakes so I am really sorry for my actions if there is ever anymore problems please do call me on (mobile number) and let me know.
Thank you
from (neighbour)
(neighbours address)
Letter sent to young girl with baby in unit behind us:
Well I must say your party the night you moved in was quite annoying, especially the girl puking at like, 8:30pm, because in my day *puffs out chest* I never puked that night.
Well, maybe except for my hens night when I vomitted just before midnight then gleefully and promptly began drinking again to the disdain of my liver and the cheers of my bridesmaid.
Admittedly it was many, many moons ago that I could be carried out of a watering-hole, have 3 hours sleep, wonder which end of me to put on the toilet and then get up for a 5km run the next day.
I don't believe I was bitterly afraid for my brain cells back then either.
Still, I believe my son jumping on the trampline just outside your bedroom window at 7am the next morning singing loudly was quite a good payback for your party.
Next door Neighbour 1 - Next door Neighbour 1
I wouldn't feel too badly though.
You will never be as noisy as us.
We're European.
Wogs in fact.
We're loud.
We're proud.
Try as you might you will never outdo us on one of our get-togethers.
There's hand waving.
Yelling.
Singing.
Then there's the handwaving, yelling and singing all at the same time.
See?
Nothing to worry about darls.
If it makes you feel any better one of the guys at my work moved his desk to the furtherest part of the office because of me.
(I'm far too loud and laugh too much).
So I've had to restrict my laughing to about once per day and speak in hushed tones lest he moves office again and ends up falling down the stairs to the offices below.
Can't beat me there can you dear?
No, didn't think so.....
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