Neighborly love

May 8th, 2004

I’ve never met my stoner next-door neighbor, but I just encountered three of her Russian friends in the hallway.

Them: Oh, you live there?
Me: Yep. You live there?
Them: No, we just hang out here sometimes.
Me: Oh, okay. So creepy.

(huge pause)

Them: You play a lot of loud rock music!
Me: Yeah. And you smoke a lot of pot!
Them: (total silence)
Me: Too much music?
Them: No, no. Too much pot?
Me: Nope. See you later!
Them: Okay goodbye!

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