Monday, 17 September 2007

I'm Twelve Years Old*

Um, people? The guy who lives above me just tooted so loud I heard it.

Through the floor.

And the ceiling.

And whatever he was sitting on.

And then I burst out laughing, which maybe he heard too.

Which, you know, made me unable to stop laughing.

Just thought I'd share.

*Actually, maybe it's more like five?

10 comments:

Princess of the Universe said...

I think you need to find a place that has a bit more sound-proofing.
That's hilarious though.

Victoria said...

*giggle*

I'm trying to tell myself that maybe he was sitting on the floor... or maybe, well, you know it was the chair?

*giggle*

Ben said...

HAHAHAH - SO WHAT, IT'S HILARIOUS! HAHAHAHAHA! (You're only young once, but you can be immature forever (-; )

Victoria said...

heh

Michael Colvin said...

That is so funny and kind of an ice breaker if you ever meet on the stairs.

Victoria said...

Totally, eh? Oh no! How am I supposed to look at him ever again without bursting out laughing?

Jenn said...

I have a husband that is 42 going on 5. He occasionally asks me to pull his finger...

Dude. Seriously!

(But it's still fun to be 5 sometimes!)

Victoria said...

lol!

The question being, do you pull it? Or run in the other direction? ; )

Jenn said...

Roll my eyes and tell him he can teach the trick to our son in a few years - then they can be 5 together!

Victoria said...

tee hee