Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Dracula

The neighbors downstairs were cooking something horrible last night. HORRIBLE! Something with about 20 pounds of garlic, i think. And we discovered this because there's some sort of escape valve from their kitchen extending straight up thru our hall closet. Now all or our clothes smell like little italy.

1 comment:

jeesau said...

You can call your apartment "The Stinking Rose Annex"

Lucky Day!

Michelle said that getting pooped on by a bird is good luck. Well, Halleluja! It's my lucky day!