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My lady and I are trying to catch our zzzz's last night, and some yahoos two buildings down the alley from us are watching the action of a local team on TV. Couldn't tell what the game was, 'cause they didn't have the sound way up. But every time someone on the home team scored, a drunken cheer went up, rousing us from our sleep. At midnight, I considered walking over there, not to bang on their door but to see if I could get their name off the building's mailbox. Then, the next morning, when I get up at 5:30 a.m. as I usually do, I'll dial 411, get their phone number, and give 'em a little call to tell them how glad I am that they enjoyed last night's game....
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longtime homeowner
Posted by:
UndercoverWriter
(male, senior)
(Posted 11/16/07)
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