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With full force!!
See, I was getting tired because every single saturday, sometimes fridays too, my neighbours fight. First it starts with some jolly music, some drinks, about thousand friends pops in and it's a good time to be had.
Of course I'm part of it, as I happen to live across the wall. You see, these dicks behave well usually, but ALWAYS these days, and .. I can even look at the clock and say, "NOW!", and it starts.
So anyway, I haven't seen the guy ever, but the girl sometimes passes me in the hall so we say Hi, because we're neighbours. She is always ashamed, because she knows I hear their stuff most likely. She is a quiet girl too, seems nice to me. So I thought it must be the guy who always starts ruckus.
After some fighting, it's all about love time, so it's sexy time, after that it's some 'wBelabelabelbelalbea', just weird rants, I guess they're too drunk at that point to form words.
So, I thought, well, they're fighting again and most likely beating each other once again and I always thought good, bash each other to death, I don't care. The truth is, I don't care, but enough is enough, from the point of view of peace in MY place. It's like the Son of Sam thing, I go crazy, it's like a barking dog that never stops. Son of Satan.
So, I did it. Finally I did it. I slipped a note (to be polite), that if they could keep it down a bit since it's quite loud. It said "Voisitteko ystävällisesti olla hieman hiljempaa, emme saa nukutuksi. Terveisin, naapurit.".. that's nice and polite.
But it continues. So I figure they didn't get the note, or they're just being a-holes. I don't mind partying, I don't mind noise, but I do mind, when I have to listen to their fighting twice a week for ****ing two years in a row. It's so predictable, I think the predictable part makes my go mad.
So.. about 10 minutes later, after slipping the note, I talk to my friend on the phone and just rant that I'm going nuts with these dicks. So he says to grow a pair and go knock on the door. I think this is a bad idea, but he convinced me to do it.
So, I went and knocked on the door. The dude opens up, wasted as hell, and just stands there. So I say did he get the note, because it was me who put it there. Well, they didn't get it so.. but I continued saying, that if they could keep it down a bit because it's getting loud and all, and I feel embarrased to listen to their personal stuff and fighting. He looks at me like I'm some kind of weird dude, but definitely not one to mess with, because I just might kill them all.
So he apologized and went back in and promised to keep it down a bit. Well, it's quiet now. They stopped fighting.
I know this is not another victory, because I didn't fight these guys, but it's maybe a new tie? I think it's a tie. Tie because I got my way, but not a victory because they're not in pain.
YAAAAY TO MEEE!!!!!!!!
See, I was getting tired because every single saturday, sometimes fridays too, my neighbours fight. First it starts with some jolly music, some drinks, about thousand friends pops in and it's a good time to be had.
Of course I'm part of it, as I happen to live across the wall. You see, these dicks behave well usually, but ALWAYS these days, and .. I can even look at the clock and say, "NOW!", and it starts.
So anyway, I haven't seen the guy ever, but the girl sometimes passes me in the hall so we say Hi, because we're neighbours. She is always ashamed, because she knows I hear their stuff most likely. She is a quiet girl too, seems nice to me. So I thought it must be the guy who always starts ruckus.
After some fighting, it's all about love time, so it's sexy time, after that it's some 'wBelabelabelbelalbea', just weird rants, I guess they're too drunk at that point to form words.
So, I thought, well, they're fighting again and most likely beating each other once again and I always thought good, bash each other to death, I don't care. The truth is, I don't care, but enough is enough, from the point of view of peace in MY place. It's like the Son of Sam thing, I go crazy, it's like a barking dog that never stops. Son of Satan.
So, I did it. Finally I did it. I slipped a note (to be polite), that if they could keep it down a bit since it's quite loud. It said "Voisitteko ystävällisesti olla hieman hiljempaa, emme saa nukutuksi. Terveisin, naapurit.".. that's nice and polite.
But it continues. So I figure they didn't get the note, or they're just being a-holes. I don't mind partying, I don't mind noise, but I do mind, when I have to listen to their fighting twice a week for ****ing two years in a row. It's so predictable, I think the predictable part makes my go mad.
So.. about 10 minutes later, after slipping the note, I talk to my friend on the phone and just rant that I'm going nuts with these dicks. So he says to grow a pair and go knock on the door. I think this is a bad idea, but he convinced me to do it.
So, I went and knocked on the door. The dude opens up, wasted as hell, and just stands there. So I say did he get the note, because it was me who put it there. Well, they didn't get it so.. but I continued saying, that if they could keep it down a bit because it's getting loud and all, and I feel embarrased to listen to their personal stuff and fighting. He looks at me like I'm some kind of weird dude, but definitely not one to mess with, because I just might kill them all.
So he apologized and went back in and promised to keep it down a bit. Well, it's quiet now. They stopped fighting.
I know this is not another victory, because I didn't fight these guys, but it's maybe a new tie? I think it's a tie. Tie because I got my way, but not a victory because they're not in pain.
YAAAAY TO MEEE!!!!!!!!
for battle has kind of died inside me 
.. it's like .. I don't know.
- you needed a friend to tell you what you obviously should do ! Shame on you
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