Jun 13, 2009 07:58
but please take your drunken, fighting, belligerent ass away from my window at FOUR THE FUCKING CLOCK IN THE MORNING as I AM IN THE FIRST STAGE OF LABOR.
Who am I kidding? Even if I wasn't, I'd be just as pissed.
At least the people seemed embarrassed, apologized, and finally left when I yelled at them through the window.