*sigh*... Buffalo, Buffalo, Buffalo... you KNOW we are about to leave you... why are you not putting up a fight? Why aren't you giving us sunshine and beauty? You're making this very easy on us you know, all this grey sky, mild weather stuff... ok, so you worked on mild weather... that's ok... but it still sucks if it grey and gloomy outside. I'd rather it was cold and snowy if we have to have gloom... Grrr... Oh, and while I've got your attention, PUHLEEEZ could you do something about that idiot parked across the street and his incessant honking horn? Oooohh oooh! And the witch upstairs , you know the one I mean... she of the bad-old-school-house music-sub-woofer-base-on-wooden-floor-till-3am-when-i-have-to-get-up-early-for-work-and-every-night-of-the-week. Yes... HER! Could you do something about that? We thought that blaring Mastodon at 8am might scare her awake and hopefully into silence tonight... if not, could you try and handle it? Oh, and before I forget... the idiot who called my cellphone at 7am... could you arrange to have him "dealt with" ASAP as well. Thanks!
Right, I am off to type more of Tony Parson's mindless esoteric ramblings...
See ya!
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