The downstairs neighbor: What lurks beneath

You dont have a hair on your ass if you don't crank the stereo at 8:30 a.m.

 

Actually I have no problem cranking it at any hour of the night, though what that has to do with the lack of hair on my ass I don't know.

 

These people downstairs ... do you think they're witches?

 

he doesn't know. he's still knocking on their back door.

 

Yuck.

 

I bet you they haven't had anyone back there to inspect the goods in, say, four months or so.

 

you're sad because it's true.