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Patterns of interaction with moriarty6:

    Me: We always experience X.
    Him: I have never noticed X.
    Me: Well, now you'll notice it.
    Him: Crap. Now I notice X all the time.

Submitted by way of example -- our downstairs neighbors. It began as just a Downstairs Neighbor with the Visiting Screamer, aka his girlfriend. But then a few weeks ago, the Visiting Screamer became the Live-In Screamer. Many a time have I been gossipping with graphxgrrl about the bedroom hollerings that take place in the room directly underneath my own bedroom; and recently have I groused about it to moriarty6, who insisted that he's never heard them.

Last night, they vindicated me. Oh, it wasn't one of their more bombastic showings, but it was sufficient to demonstrate that yes, boy howdy can we hear them and yes, from here on out moriarty6 shall accidentally be listening for them as he tries to get to sleep, which is fine with me. Why should I suffer alone?

I swear, this woman is not to be believed. She howls, yells, moans, throws things around, and so help me God -- she narrates.

"... OH MY GOD I'M HITTING MY HEAD ON THE HEADBOARD AHH AHH AHH YOU'RE KNEELING ON MY HAIR OOH OOH OOH I'M COMING OH GOD OH GOD HARDER HARDER MORE MORE MORE YOU'RE GIVING IT TO ME GOOD AHM AHM AHM OHH OHH OHH MY NIPPLES ARE SO HARD AHH AHH AHH I'M SCRATCHING YOUR HAIRY LITTLE THIGH OOH OOH OOH I'M LYING ON A WET SPOT AAH AAH AAH MMM MMM MMM ..."

It's like living upstairs from a Phillip Roth audiobook. I mean, I'm glad you're having a good time, sister, but it's summer. People have their windows open, you know? Maybe muffle it just a tad.

Actually, last night we might have upset them. We were laughing at them so hard that they stopped; and they only started up again once we'd turned in for the night. Oh, I've laughed at them before by myself, but my scornful little cackle doesn't quite have the carrying range that moriarty6's critical giggles can attain. Maybe now they've got a better idea of how well we can hear them, and perhaps they'll be a little more considerate, or hell -- invest in a gag.

But I'm not holding my breath. That's Live-In Screamer's job. "OH MY GOD YOU'RE CHOKING ME AND THAT'S SO HOT AAK AAK AAK ..."

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