Crazy shouting
When I got my current job I had to move and live in digs for a few months until my family could move down to join me. I stayed in a very big, once very posh house in Surbiton which had been converted into a bunch of individual rooms.

In the room below me was the bizarrest couple. I never saw either of them, but I learned quite a bit about them during my stay. It would usually start at about 1am and go something like this:

Him: mumble mumble mumble mumble.
Her: Nao!!
(I should interrupt here to point out that her accent was absolutely bizarre - kind of Edna Mode with a slight Italian twinge. And to get it right it has to be yelled at the top of your voice until your throat rasps)
Him: But mumble mumble mumble.
Her: You fucking hate me. You would be heppier if I DIED!
Him: Mumble
Her: You don't luff me! If you luffed me you would bring me presents sometimes. But you neffer bring me presents because you're fucking useless. Why don't you get a fucking JOB?!
Him: Mumble
Her: *Weeping*

This went on with variations the whole time I was there. The crowning moment was when he was away for a few days and she phoned him thus:
Her: *Sobs* WHY DO YOU WANT TO BE WITH YOUR FEMILY?!
( flatfrog Staring vacantly into space, Thu 26 Feb 2009, 22:20, 1 reply)

Why
do I find myself reading the 'Her' parts in a Weebl voice?

...it's been a long day.
( Dave McF wrote some words on, Fri 27 Feb 2009, 22:37, closed)