Aunty Acid by Ged Backland for June 01, 2018

Aunty I was going to say ‘You were young yourself once’ But I’m not all that sure you ever were :)

Story I heard:

There was this guy who would play music a bit too loud for others in the apartment block. One evening, he returned home from work to find his apartment door ajar. On checking around, he did not find anything stolen, so he thought the thief must have got scared off before taking anything. Satisfied, he decided to put a record album on the turntable- and discovered the tone arm in the shape of a pretzel. He got the message.

Oh yeah- another one: the first house we bought had young renters in the house next door. Every few months, they would have a party, get all drunk & toked up, play loud music and yell & scream out in the street at 3:00am. The police seemed not to be able to do anything about it.

Finally, one weekend, after being awoken at 3:00am on a Sunday, I got up at 7:00am, took the muffler off my lawnmower, put it on full choke and left it backfiring between the houses for 1/2 hour. Never heard from them again.

As long as you end it with “have a nice day” then you’re still a good person!

I prefer not to talk to my neighbours at all really

Aunty, I’m sure we’ve all had the occasional slip of the tongue like you! ;)

We can stop worrying. Aunty has reverted to form.

Basically the same!

I just growl at ’em and they run away.

I’m still trying to figure out how to make a personal short wave uni-directional EMP. I want to make so that I can adjust the bandwidth and length to permanently knock out said radio in a particular house moving car or pesky mobile phone or a person that thinks that talking at full volume is that only volume

Aunty, just wait one hour after the neighbor has gone to bed and then play Ride of the Valkyries at full volume!

I’ll be sure to put my mute in my tuba next time.

Why didn’t you just join the party Aunty? I thought you were a party animal.