Idiots...
I live with my grifriend in a flat in one of the rougher neighborhoods of Malmö in sweden. Shootings, murders, drugs and muggings, that sort of thing.
The people in our house are not that bad, but we have some really great characters.
There are the "people" in a flat on the first floor who I am certain are dealing drugs out of their apartment. They have visitors many times a day of a wide variety (posh dressed-up folks, scruffy persons smelling of wee, and teenagers).
Then we have the couple living underneath us who go into mad screaming, shouting and crying frenzies. Usually we hear phrazes like "I work all day and you just sit here and drink beer" (from the lady of the house), "You don't understand me!" (from the man), "I'll kill you !" (from the man), "go to hell!" (lady). This can go on for a few hours, usually at between midnight and three in the morning.
Then we have the man living next to us. He works nights, and is a bit irritable. One early morning (at about 4:00 I think) he put his stereo on full blast with a CD by one of swedens most anoying artists (the song title "my sister and the dog" should give you a clue to this genious). He did this as a sort of retaliation against the people living beneath him for being too noizy during the day when he needed to sleep. He must have a pretty good stereo since we have pretty thick concrete walls, and my first thought when it started was that our stereo in the next room must have gone nuts at full volume. One night he left his TV on at full blast with the channel set to cartoon network when he left for work, and didn't turn it off untill he got home at 8:00 in the morning.

we should move, but the rent is low....
( The little pink animal is mostly harmless, except on, Sun 28 Aug 2005, 10:18, Reply)