La Apartment is at it again. Beep. Beep. Beep. The fire alarms are screaming. Beep. Beep. Beep. Have been all morning. Beep. Beep. Beep. Constantly. Beep. Beep. Beep.
There is no fire. Beep. Beep. Beep. There has never been a fire when these things scream. In fact (beep beep beep) today we are actually seeing a light sprinkle. Beep. Beep. Beep. Perhaps the alarm is confused by the wet.
Beep. Beep. Beep.
Kill. Me. Now.
The beep-beep-a-bulation as it yells, yells, yells, yells, yells, yells, yells!!!!
Anyone have a match?
3 comments:
The fire gods must be appeased. Burn it down. But pick a neighbor you don't like and start the fire there.
That's about the only thing I DON'T miss about being in San Diego. Has it stopped yet?
The beeping did finally stop before the sun set.
The apartment I would have chosen as Fire God tinder is the bass-heavy one right below, but suspicion that the wily FGs would have laughingly licked upwards had I made the attempt (and want of a match... and fear of imprisonment) staid my hand.
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