I wish they'd just go away, but they probably never will. It's bad enough to have an apartment infested with cockroaches; even worse when they're all rehearsing for a musical. I asked them to quiet down, but they told me they'd quiet down after the nuclear war. As the nuclear war was going to happen any minute now, I agreed it was only fair to let them keep banging on those blasted pots and pans.

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