Wednesday October 10th 2007, 12:14 am
Tags: Ranting
Tags: Ranting
This morning, I awoke to the sounds of an alarm clock. Rhythmic. Over. And Over. It kept beeping. Yet, it was not my alarm. It was not my roommate’s alarm.
No.
It was the alarm in the room right next to me.
Beep. Beep. Beep.
I honestly thought I was going to go mad.
I went out into the hall, was looking for it. I had to turn on the tv just to drown out the sound. But I could still hear it.
Beep. Beep. Beep.
I. Hate. Alarm. Clocks.
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what you do is go to the store and buy some lunch sacks. the good paper ones. then you go over and buy some cheapy shaving cream. barbasol. none of the gels. you want cream straight out of the can
then when the alarm goes off, you open up one of the sacks completely, and spray an entire can into the sack. then you are real careful to close the bag neatly with all of the cream still inside.
it is important that you keep the bag easily opened.!
then you slide the opening end under the door of the room with the crap alarm…… and then you slap the bag flat.
it sprays shaving cream all over the f’n place.
don’t get caught.
Comment by mlah 10.10.07 @ 1:08 pm