Miss Begotten is one of my pet names for myself, for Southern Gothic reasons best kept to myself. Miss Begotten tries to speak plainly, but sometimes she tends to babble -- parenthetically, of course. It's never my intention to offend (and usually that's true - except on those [maybe not so] rare occasions when I mean it very friggin' much) but it sometimes happens, so if you're unusually easily offended...
I can honestly say this Monday is a good day. My clueless neighbor is moving! Got woken up (crash bang) as they were packing up. No more bodies hitting the wall as they run through the apartment. No more crap music blasting from their cars. No one slamming doors. No more yelling ("We be fixin' to fight fer real!") Oh, and your song is very appropriate for the occasion.
LOL, Roxan. I can SO relate to that. My clueless neighbor moved last weekend. I wouldn't even have cared how much they crash-banged as long as they were GONE.:)
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I can honestly say this Monday is a good day. My clueless neighbor is moving! Got woken up (crash bang) as they were packing up.
No more bodies hitting the wall as they run through the apartment. No more crap music blasting from their cars. No one slamming doors. No more yelling ("We be fixin' to fight fer real!")
Oh, and your song is very appropriate for the occasion.
LOL, Roxan. I can SO relate to that. My clueless neighbor moved last weekend. I wouldn't even have cared how much they crash-banged as long as they were GONE.:)
Sherry...?
You trying to tell me something?
You mean, am I admitting I'm old enough to crave some old music occasionally, G-man? Why, yes, I suppose I am.:-)
~Serena
I love the Moody Blues!!!!
Me, too, Lee.:)
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