NeighboursI used to live next door to a pair of elderly naturists, only finding out about their hobby when they bade me a cheerful, saggy 'Hello' while I was 25 feet up a ladder repairing the chimney. Luckily, a bush broke my fall, but the memory of a fat, naked man in an ill-fitting wig will live with me forever.
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 1 Oct 2009, 12:41)
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hmmNever really had any bad neighbours to be honest.
Only notable event I can remember is being 12 years old when I lived in the Millarston high flats in Paisley and listening to the old bint downstairs getting pummelled by her fat husband. She really was doing some loud moaning.
Quite embarrassing for my parents who would turn up the volume of Blockbusters just to drown out the ectastic moaning and grunting from downstairs.
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