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Random Things I Can't Tell Regular People

Monday, May 23

He said/She said

My coworker at the office today was discussing the loud sex noises coming from the neighbour's apartment, that prevented him from getting any sleep last night.

What I said was: Can you believe some people?
What I wanted to say was: Yeah, well my husband and I sleep on a matress on the floor because our lovemaking got too raucous for the bed frame.
posted by claire ~ 8:55 p.m. | bullet.gif


That is a GREAT idea!!! HAHAHAHA!

By Anonymous Anonymous, at 10:31 p.m.  

I would have wanted to say, I didn't know you lived next to me? ;-)

By Blogger Wendy the Cavewyfe, at 10:50 a.m.  

The couple who used to live in the apartment above us used to be very loud when having sex... at least HE was. He was SO LOUD... I never heard a peep out of her, though. (I GUESS It was sex between the two of them... I dunno for sure LOL) but Hubs always thought it was funny when we could hear them, and I always got turned on. Several times Hubs took the initiative to see if we could get louder than them! : )

We just built ourselves a headboard, so now we have something to thump against the wall. : )

By Anonymous Anonymous, at 2:54 p.m.  

I had to take the headboard off the wall when MG and I stayed at a La Quinta one time. The gay couple had complained to the manager the night before and he asked us to keep it down. Ha! I was in the military and only saw her on the weekends... there was no keeping it down. Of course the headboards are attached to the walls so it didn't go back on very well the next day. And the couple next door still complained again ;)

By Blogger Tommy, at 3:15 p.m.  

Make a recording of it and play it back to them the next night (or post it for us to hear)

By Blogger Malcolm, at 10:24 a.m.  

Years ago, my former significant other and I had an apartment in a large building. The walls were paper thin in this place. One Friday night, I heard the new neighbors next door.
"....oh no...."

And a minute later, a little louder.
".....oh NO."

And again and again, louder and louder.
"Oh, no. OH NO. OH NO!!!!!"
And I thought, "Hell, somebody is being murdered in there." Not entirely unheard of in my tough little town.
So, being young and naive, I went to their door and knocked. "Is everything all right in there??"
A cute woman opened the door a crack and explained that sometimes she gets enthusiastic and very loud.

I was too embarrassed to ask if it would have made more sense to say, "oh YES!"

By Blogger E, at 11:17 p.m.  

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