OMFG.
One of the mouth-breathing denizens of this refugee shelter sponsored by Best-Western is practicing the fucking quads down God-Damned stairs.
For those confused, quads are the set of four drum that hook over the shoulders of a marching band dork. I am now hating my life. Where's a good, accurate lightning storm when you need one.
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Soooooooo, ask him to please stop! Tell him that the halls of the Best Western are not the appropriate place to practice quads. (I'd even talk to the desk about it. It really is not right! There are no circumstances that would even come close to making it acceptable!)
PS Language, language, language!
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