must be Saturday in Parkdale
Nov. 5th, 2011 10:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
the_siobhanI better slow down on the beer. I wasn't kidding when I said my tolerance was blown. On the other hand, nothing cuts through a throatful of dust like a cold beer.
The weirdest shit just happened. The neighbours started yelling - not in itself so unusual but they were so loud we could't help but hear them through the wall, soundpoofing or not. It finally got so bad we had to shout over the noise, so we thumped on the wall. They had the nerve to thump back, so hard the whole house shook & vibrated.
Then Sonja started screaming and we rushed next door to see what the hell was going on. Seriously it sounded like she was completely out of control. The sound of her voice cut off just as we were running out the front door. Their door was hanging wide open so all barrelled inside like a barbershop quartet of bulls who had just found the china shop of our dreams.
There was nobody there. Dead quiet. None of the lights worked so I went back to the house to grab a flashlight and we scoured the place from top to bottom. We finally had to give up and admit that we had no idea what was going on so we carefully shut the front door and trooped back into our place.
We all a little freaked out after that and the soft creaking that the house does when it's windy out was giving us all the heebie jeebies. So we turned all the lights on and cranked up the music a little bit.
The weirdest shit just happened. The neighbours started yelling - not in itself so unusual but they were so loud we could't help but hear them through the wall, soundpoofing or not. It finally got so bad we had to shout over the noise, so we thumped on the wall. They had the nerve to thump back, so hard the whole house shook & vibrated.
Then Sonja started screaming and we rushed next door to see what the hell was going on. Seriously it sounded like she was completely out of control. The sound of her voice cut off just as we were running out the front door. Their door was hanging wide open so all barrelled inside like a barbershop quartet of bulls who had just found the china shop of our dreams.
There was nobody there. Dead quiet. None of the lights worked so I went back to the house to grab a flashlight and we scoured the place from top to bottom. We finally had to give up and admit that we had no idea what was going on so we carefully shut the front door and trooped back into our place.
We all a little freaked out after that and the soft creaking that the house does when it's windy out was giving us all the heebie jeebies. So we turned all the lights on and cranked up the music a little bit.