I know where at least one of them was the night before last, they were bellowing obscenities through my intercom, that's where they were. What was that all about? I jumped up when I heard the doorbell, assuming it must be some sort of family emergency for someone to be calling round at that time, but it was just a stream of invective followed by the sound of running away.
I bet they hit all the intercom buttons and I bet we get the blame at the next house meeting.
💬 RE: It's 10pm, do you know where your children are? - 10615
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