The Hippo lady
Published by Matthew under In The Begining on June 19, 2009You forgot the time at 2 A.M when we were sleeping and their “harmonious” love making became so loud/physical that the picture above our bed fell on us. Or the time their toilet over flowed and was seeping through our ceiling. After that incident I went up to investigate and she informed me everything is under control and gave me the good old wink. My biggest pet peeve is the POS shit motorcycle they use to have. They would park that thing right in the middle of the parking lot (which is over crowded because everyone one in the world tries to squeeze into 6 spots. They should go park in front of there own damn building. BTW if I ever find you in my spot I’ll key the crap out of your car.). Back to my point, they would waste the spot for the bike that couldn’t even pass the city inspection. The overly loud stereo is getting really old too. I’m to the point I will go outside and shut off the main breaker to their apartment and let them figure out what’s wrong. I’m going to start to craft some mischievous schemes to torment then indirectly. They leave their car unlocked so I may plant thumb tacks throughout the car so when the sit they get poked! Or drop marbles into the window track of the car so when they stop they here a rolling noise and the thunk!
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Hippo Lady? That totally reminds me of the Walrus. The Walrus is a huge woman of questionable ability that cuts hair up in Chicago. She cuts hair as if it is a punishment and everyone who happens to get her instead of the sexy latina chick that works there must join her in it. She performs her beautician duties with total disregard for style, fashion, or what you requested. If you happen to get her when they pull from their queue of hair stylists your already planning the touch up work your going to attempt like an idiot back home with a pair of scissors.
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