Our slut next-door neighbour staggered home about an hour ago and, for some bizarre reason that could only make sense to her alcohol-consumed brain, began moving her wheelie-bin around outside her house.
Now I’m not an unreasonable guy, I’m not going to report her to the Bin-Moving-About-Police (02.30 department.
But move your bin around outside your house in a noisy way at 02.30? Why would you even want to do this – at 02.30?
Anyway, I’ve given it an hour of ‘being up and awake’; I hope that’s long enough for my psyche because boy could I use going back to sleep.
I’ve got a comfortable bed and a warm woman upstairs and I need to be up there and doing stuff that involves little Z’s falling out of my mouth.
Night!
B.
Hmmmn… she’s moving the body to a less conspicuous location?
It had happened to me once, a long time ago, after spending a nice evening out at friends, as I went to collect my car for my way back home. A bin man started to yell at me because my (still parked!) car was in his way. I told him it wasn’t a decent time for moving those, assuming it was something like 1 or 2 am… only to realise it was already 6 am!
I hadn’t over drunken but when you’re having a good time sometimes your brain clock is lost.
She clearly did it intentionally, to piss you off. Poo through her letter box – if she doesn’t have a sharp toothed Rottweiller, and your legs are long enough.
Mya x
Merry; tell you what. If it happens again this weekend it’ll be her body the police will be looking for! 🙂
froggywoogie: I guess we’ve all done similar. It’s just that I can’t remember being so noisy when I did it!
Mya: bless you. ‘Piss’ and ‘poo’ in one line. You truly are magnificent. 🙂