So the girl who lives upstairs from me used to come down and complain regularly when I’d be on the fone at 0100 because she said she could hear me through the floor and it kept her awake. Those of you who know me know that I’m not that loud on the fone. And for all the flaws this apartment building has, paper-thin walls aren’t one of them.
I’m sitting here trying to get some work done and I keep hearing this “thunka-thunka-thunka (pause) thunka-thunka (pause) thunka-thunka-thunka” repeating over and over and over again. I couldn’t figure out what the fuck it was until I heard some muted moaning, and then I put two and two together.
The little slut was getting humped by some guy in the bed, which is apparently missing a foot on the end of one of its legs, which was causing the thunking sound. Not that I would have taken her complaints seriously before, but she just ensured that I won’t do so ever again.
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