Can’t. I spent my last paycheck on a Bass-O-Matic.
Bump, thump, wiggle, and jiggle!
OOOOh! Do that again!
the neighbours again…
Hits the roof of his appartment (the floor of the upstairs neighbors) with a broom’s handle
Bump! Stomp! Thump! Knock it off with the broom!
THEN STOP MAKING SO MUCH NOISE! WE ARE TRYING TO SLEEP HERE!
You can always sleep with the right amount of alcohol in your blood.
Alcohol: the cause of, and solution to, all of life’s problems.
I’ll drink to that!
And so today, the morning after, it feels as was to be expected.
There’s got to be a morning afterrrrr…
Can’t bump tonight. Too busy. Sorry.
That’s okay, I’ll bump for you.
Ahem … bump.
Bump. Bump. Bump.
I have extra bumps for anyone who needs one. Please only take one.
Bump. Bump. Bump.
Tonight, at last, I have time. Bump.
It’s almost been a week since my last bump. So there it is again.
Bump!
We interrupt this program for an unscheduled bump.
So, there it is.
This, by contrast, is a scheduled bump. I will be bumping in five seconds.
Bump.
This bump is pure rando.