Dear Lady Downstairs,

No I do not know why you hear a crazy loud vibrating sound in the ceiling of your apartment, nor do I believe that I should be held accountable for what you describe as a “jackhammering on my brain” except its your brain, not mine. My brain is just fine, while your seems to be riddled with what the doctors like to call “Insanimosity” So maybe instead of coming up to my apartment every week with a new imaginary complaint about me, you should do something productive, like have a man cum on your face on film, then upload it to the webs.

Because really, everybody wins in that situation.

TTFN
-Kid C

Take a stand!

1. it was so good until the end.

   — Misty · Oct 22, 04:28 PM · #

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