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Guaranteed Human. I'm just so angry because my Karen neighbor threw a party, so I filed a restraining order, got her fired from her job, and then took blackmail to a whole new level. How do you take blackmail to a whole new level after all of that? It gets deep. Where does it go from there? Like, murder? Are we about to see a murder take

place? I put you in a spaceship and launch you into space with no snacks. I rip out your sphincter

and use it as a hat. I mean, that's pretty bad. I'm not going to lie. That's pretty, pretty bad.

But we'll see what Opie does to top it. All right. Let's

see it. I'm 20 female and I live in a suburban neighborhood with my family. A few years ago,

we had new neighbors move in next door. Oh, new neighbors. Oh, God. At first, they seemed all right.

But then they turned out to be complete party animals.

Gosh.

Pass up here.

That's what it sounded like 24-7.

Exactly.

I feel like OP sounds a little straight edge.

It's like, I, well, you know, we lived in a quiet neighborhood. And then these

people who were cool as fuck moved in and had all these people hanging out. Imagine they're

literally just have like like hangouts where they just like play some music, eat some chips and

stuff. Like he's like, meow some partiers. They were just drinking Pepsi by the caseload. Oh my God.

That sugar high was insane. I'm talking about partying three times a week, blasting loud music till 2 a.m. in the morning. 2 a.m. is a little late. That's a little late. Sounds like your apartment. I was literally about to say the same thing, bro. Oh, my God. One time we literally were like six grown men

jumping up and down and I was like, how are the police not here right now? Yeah, yeah. The fratiness of my apartment has declined. That's true. In the last year, I would say. That being said, I cannot believe we didn't get the cops called on us more because you could hear our music from the street usually.

That's true.

Yes.

You could.

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