I live in a little studio where people come and go. This is especially true of my friends who moved away a while ago. Then came the terrible Ugie. stupid, loud, and thunderous. Stomping where ever it went. Then one day the stupid Ugie decides its time for a new quaint pretty little roar. So the Ugie travels far and wide looking for the perfect little roar. It looked and looked but could not find a roar. It looked under rocks; it looked under blocks; it even looked in it's socks but for Ugie there most certainly was no roar. So one day the sad; stupid Ugie decided to look no more! On the way back to it's cave on top of a winding staircase Ugie found what it could not believe. There sat a miraculous wonderful silvery roar. For Ugie had never seen a roar so magnificent. Ugie snatched the roar up and went home to it's cave. And to Ugie's surprise the roar was anything but a bore. Ugie roared and roared for time was no object. But little did Ugie care of others. Ugie just roared and roared his same monotonous tone. So here I sit listening to the Ugie roar. A roar so magnificent that all can hear it. But truthfully I dont think i can bear it. Because to be truthful i ******* hate it.
Over and Over i hear the Ugie's song Over and Over I Hear it's roar. Till finally I shove it's pretty little flute up its ass ! -The End
So basically there is a person who lives above me who like drags dead bodies across the floor and plays a stupid ass flute. I wouldn't mind the flute but they play the same song over and over... I not even joking. They play it for hours. The same exact melody. It's ridiculous. Ill be sitting in bed trying to fall asleep and they just keep playing. THEY NEVER STOP. The other night they where still playing at two in the damn mourning. What the hell is that about? Seriously; I want to know!
