Hush! Can you hear it? The soft thunder-like voice, echoing through the walls, slipping out through the roof, into the moonless night sky? It's the girl next door, getting doggykriffed by her boyfriend in the bathroom, head in the toilet. Flush up!1
Would that be the only problem with neighbors, however Oppon is tricky, everchanging.
There's a group of local Fremen who just saved enough gil to buy themselves swoop-bikes, and now they're shoving them all around, enlarging their swords. Every day I hope and pray that some truck might come their way.
I just might get my wish, since there is truck-aplenty in town today, possing demands to the government. Like the Emperor will care. XD
You're probably wondering now about that 'pets' in the log title, ain't ya? I don't have one, save for the imaginary hamster with fetish for kitchen utensils. The neighborhood, on the other hand, is practically littered with homeless cats and kittens. Pet cemetery fo sho.
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