Late At Night~

So I'm heading to the bathroom about to cook dinner
^Did you catch that? Just making sure you're paying attention. ANYWAYS.

I was heading to the bathroom to do my business when all of a sudden, my loud ass neighbors and their loud ass kids decide that right now (11:30 PM?) would be a great idea to make some loud ass noise.

Now, normally these kids are loud asses during the daytime, so this was OUT OF THE NORM
WAYULL.

All of a sudden I hear:
Female: FIND SOME PLACE TO THROW UP!
-kids continue being loud-

And THEN there are these nasty ass grunt heaves from this nasty ass man voice.

Oh my goodness, Mr. and Mrs. Whatever-the-hell? Can you please throw up inside your own damn house?

And you can run and tell that, run and tell that, run and tell it HOME HOME HOME toilet.
Seriously. It's 11:30 PM. Let's be a little more classy.

OH, AND TELL YOUR KIDS TO GO THE POOP TO SLEEP

And by posting this useless post, I have surpassed my bedtime of 3:30 PM by 8 hours.
Good night, no one. (Get it? Because no one reads my blog except me. So in a sense, I'm wishing myself a good night. God, I love myself. I'm gonna marry me, just like Carrie Bradshaw did in that one Sex and the City episode or just like Sue Sylvester did in that one Glee episode.)

OKAY, NOW GOOD NIGHT.

Edit: Oh, also. Someone on Facebook just posted something about people who spend a lot of time on Facebook should get a life.

Umm, pot calling the kettle a pot much? (That's not the saying. I messed it up. I'm gonna go throw up in my yard now.)