No Sleep - Page 2

chav1 · 15-07-2006, 08:57

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Originally Posted by garinda

I don't care what your ex-missus thinks you will never ever get near my arse!

probably because of the sailor attatched to it

garinda · 15-07-2006, 08:59

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Originally Posted by chav1

probably because of the sailor attatched to it

Errrr yeah....because the Russian navy just sailed into Church on the canal right?

garinda · 15-07-2006, 09:00

Mick please tell Chav off for thread wandering.

All night parties are a nightmare if you can't sleep because they are so loud. It was good the police stopped this one, even if it was late.

(Good boy Rindy back on track.

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Margaret Pilkington · 15-07-2006, 12:41

I dare not say...might end up with a brick through the front Window!

Tinkerbelle · 15-07-2006, 13:40

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Originally Posted by Margaret Pilkington

I dare not say...might end up with a brick through the front Window!

Margaret!! Surely you wouldn't??

Madhatter · 15-07-2006, 13:46

lol I bet she would, the oldies are the worst. never get in the way of their walking stick if they're old enough to posses one.

Sparkologist · 15-07-2006, 14:34

Back to the thread...

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Originally Posted by mick

do you have nice neighbours like this ?

Lettie has just about managed to wash her hands of a bunch of Scrotes, (collective noun for scrotes, anyone?), from next door. They have split up and gone their separate ways.
Whenever there was a party, (most saturday nights), only a chronic epileptic could keep up with the beat; bass & drums was pure chill-out by comparison. These parties would very often go on until 4 in the morning, then the money for the lecky meter appeared run out.

One Sunday last summer, we had arrive home at about 6pm to hear their stereo blaring out, but as we found out later, no one home. Events took a turn for the worse when the CD decided it liked the few bars of music so much that it would stick. I was hammering at the front door but getting no response. Whilst in the midst of throwing a wobbly, and loosening their front door with my boot, the young lad wandered back from the pub, after being warned on his moby by another neighbour that if he didn't return, pronto, that the wood wouldn't be in the hole much longer.

Everytime we complained, they were very contrite and apologetic, but it was only a matter of time...

lettie · 15-07-2006, 15:13

Mick, I think you have inherited my old neighbours you poor thing. If you find your back yard strewn with fag ends, beer cans and broken glass after their parties then you'll know for sure.

I was honestly on the brink of making an anonymous phone call to Social Services and pretending to be concerned for their kids when they split up and moved out. I am still celebrating my good fortune that they have gone and they have left the house in a right mess. It serves landlords right for allowing pond life like this to move in in the first place..