Taste the pain!

[Donald Trump]

The ultimate slap in the face.

That's enough hyperbole for you.
Blocking someone on MSN is the ultimate slap in the face.

 

[Amizon]

She and the others were sat outside my room the other night, drinking and blaring their music out loud. So I did the same, except I didn't drink - I only blasted my music out to the maximum volume and locked the door, so they couldn't do anything about it.

 

[Gaige]

Snrk!

 

[CassinoChips]

The pen is mightier than the sword. STAB HER IN THE ARM WITH YOUR PEN!

I lol'd.

When did you get modded, boyo?

Sunday? Monday? Somewhere around there. Good times.

 

[Amizon]

At this rate, I may end up writing a I-hate-you song to get on her nerves.

 

[Gaige]

Simply borrow/steal a guitar (spelling! :awesome) and strum randomly outside her door, singing:

I know a song that'll get on your nerves!
Get on your nerves get on your nerves!
I know a song that'll get on your nerves
And this is how it goes!

Rinse. Repeat.

 

[Amizon]

What about Barbie Girl? Will that work?

 

[Gaige]

Better still! Why not go all out and sing:

"Hey Bitchy you're a crime.
You're so unfine you hurt my eyes
Hey Bitchy!"

Improv.

 

[Amizon]

Even better.

Thank God I only have to cope with her this year. I'm going to see how long it takes for her to notice I'm no longer on her friends list. xD

 

[Donald Trump]

Pain tastes like horse meat.

 

[Amizon]

She was being really, really nice with me last night and I have no idea why. Told Felicia that it was strange because we seem to have an up and down rollercoaster relationship in this flat. To elaborate, up means that we talk and get down ... but down means we hardly interact. I wish she'd make up her stupid mind what it is she wants.

 

[Donald Trump]

Just go into her room and beat her to a pulp.

 

[Amizon]

Can't now that she's just gone to lecture. I've heard her go off now.