I think it only fair to warn you that I am in danger of exploding into a cranky old woman at any moment. I know I still fairly young, single and childless, but I still need my sleep. Loud parties lasting until 4 a.m. will no longer be tolerated. I am armed with a cell phone. Loud parties in your garage, right outside my bedroom window are not acceptable, as they effect not only me, but also eight other units.
Speaking of parking, I think bullet bikes, should remain permanently parked. They are dangerous, loud, and more importantly, they are highly annoying. Every time you gun your engine, I feel the vibrations, and can hear your approach a mile off. Why must you rev the engine 17 times before you actually begin driving? For me, bullet bikes make me dream of snipers.
As of ten minutes ago, I am now thirty two years old, and you have been warned.
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You tell 'em! I'm with you all the way.
My goodness- look at what thirty two has done to you!
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