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I outbursted today again. I wish that neighbor would stop slamming his toilet seat every time he uses it.
As I said before, we don't need to know when he drops his loaf and the holy white seat with force! I also just got off the phone with my Dad, a long time after the mood swing. He's finaly thinking of putting tiles in the bathroom instead of carpets. For some reason, he never wanted to put a new carpet in the liveing area, after his troll hair carpet was thrown out. Last time I was there, I got stickers stuck in my feet and tracks of mud to, so I guess there's no hurry on that floor either.
His house is haveing the usual ungodly, outlandish plumbing issues, and he naturaly talked to me as if it was a perfectly decent place to live. -.- He was outside one day, and he happened across a furr ball the size of a base ball. He figured it was a squirrel, and that it's size would be fun to throw, so he threw the poor thing. It got hurt. He then went over and discovered it was a baby rabbit. He got one of his cages, and it was scared of him. He fed it lettuce, till it healed some, then he had the 'genious' idea to ask some of the church ladies if they wanted a new pet bunny rabbit. =.= What the #@$? They said "no", and he took it to the park to release it, saying over the phone. "Yeah, it can now taste the differences between weeds, or wound up a hawk's lunch."
Their house is in such bad shape to. 'sigh' Gee, he's mean to small animals.