# last night the duckheads in the airbnb yapped and laughed obnoxiously until 2:30am they kept people in the flat awake and one felt like flash flooding ir entire room cube with a mixture of quick drying cement and untreated uk water company silage shut up you awful yupple tourist asshole; people who actually live here are trying to rest what does it take to buy a half decent house in this miserable backwater country far far away from inconsiderate professional english(tm) loud mouths - with 'yeah mate yeah' as ir holy and unceasing brain dead cry of unceasing ideological affirmation try reading a book for a change you quietly contemptible top gear watching morons upon waking with red eyes at eight this morning i decided to purposely stomp around our freezing rented shoebox for ten minutes slam doors rattle the cutlery tray and play the radio at a decent volume - a bit too much like those professionally miserable old sods who puncture your football when it lands in ir garden oh the poverty of daily pseudo-existence in endland so utterly meager and petty is it any wonder some prefer to work and play in the republic // republic of bob