I am starting to get really tired of hearing the Bogan Queen across the street screaming "Fucken fuck fark, fucken fucken wanker fucken" at her kids all the bloody time. It's really, really distasteful, and I just don't want to hear it. I'm not a prude about "fruity" language, and goodness knows I can turn the air blue at times, but there is a time and a place, and the whole street doesn't have to listen to me swearing.
I think we are going to have to move. I wish we could do it now, but I think we are still going to have to wait a couple of years.
All I want is a quiet neighbourhood, is that too much to ask?
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I'm out of practice, but what the hell! Let's go posting! And I'm even
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This afternoon I caught up with the lovely Mindy to go and see a lecture by...
3 weeks ago
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Oooo that does not sound nice. Live inside with the music up as a temporary measure?
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