July third. Dave and I, along with a few friends spent the long, hot evening waiting for fireworks to go off at EagleWood Golf Course. This is probably one of my favorite things about summer. Usually getting home after this event takes 2 hours, plus some. Except for this year. Because Dave is an amazing driver. We stopped by my mother's home to hang out for a bit and this is what our night consisted of.
S M D You Lil B
Are you wondering what this means? yeah. I would too, if I were you. So here is the story. In our new {and amazing} apartment, our lovely downstairs neighbor has been complaining of 'stomping' after quiet hours. Okay. stomping? Dave and I definitely don't stomp. Here is the other thing... We can hear our neighbor's above us walking around.. It's an apartment. get used to it.
So Dave and I were telling Rachel and Zack about our phone call we received. I was simply just telling them how I wanted to respond. {I know, it was inappropriate. I was mad} We came up with the idea of, making a sign with the above abbreviations and lowering it down onto her balcony late a night. When we thought about the phone calls we would receive afterwards, we came up with a different abbreviation.
Smile More Downstairs You Lil Buckaroo
and this was the result of our new abbreviations.....
and this was the result of our new abbreviations.....
okay, okay. the video is currently having technical difficulties. I promise you will want to see it... so stay tuned.
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