When we moved to the building, we got a rug for in front of our door.
Here's the rug:
Somebody stole the rug. I suspected the two gentlemen who lived down the hall. They believed that all parties they held should start at 3:30 a.m. during the week -- and they acted accordingly. I think they thought that I complained about them. I know that's not proof, but who else would have done it?
We replaced it with --
-- the same kind of rug.
That rug was stolen. Fuckers. Of course, the argument goes that I asked for it.
So, I got this rug:
Fuckers. Of course, they took my rug. Apparently, they didn't get the message.
I got a new rug:
I figure that maybe they 'll get the message.
And I know. I hear you saying, "You idiot. They're going to take your new rug." That might be true, but I have technology on my side, now.
Posted by Bill at January 12, 2010 11:09 PMIt's a pity you can't put something nasty and smelly underneath it so that they take it back to their apartment.
Karma will get them.
Posted by: Anji at January 13, 2010 05:26 AMAH.... now I can get to bed understanding the whole thing! Can't wait to hear how this turns out!
-d
WOW. I hope you catch 'em in the act! (I really like Anji's idea... some smelly bomb would be so lovely...)
Posted by: Keri at January 14, 2010 04:08 PMI have that same monkey door mat!!
Posted by: KathyHowe at January 18, 2010 11:11 AM