The saga of the mysterious upstairs neighbors continues. I was just about ready to admit defeat and give in to the fact that they're just a normal couple with a son, nothing more.
Then the insane amount of visitors returned at all hours of the day and night. Then more hair appeared on our doorstep. Last night it sounded as if someone were bouncing a bass drum on the ground, causing our apartment to resonate with noise. And the cherry on top? Someone just came out of their apartment in a purple "Death Valley" shirt.
My heart was just broken last night by LSU. Now I'm not sad anymore. I'm pissed. And the truth, at long last, comes out. Now I KNOW they're evil.
Roll Tide. Then, now and forever.