Crazy's Gettin' Some Lovin'

Crazy across the hall seems to have a male friend. He's been there since the weekend, and talks as loud (and slow) as she does. Now, normally I would be happy for her, because really, who doesn't deserve companionship? Unfortunately, however, this new relationship is just, well, gross.

Jen informed me that, while I was gone over the weekend, many residents heard Crazy discussing (yelling) inappropriate things from the confines of her apartment. Example snippets:

"WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO? SHOULD I TAKE MY PANTS OFF?"

And even better:

"SMELL MY FINGERS. DO THEY SMELL LIKE FISH TO YOU?"

I shit you not.

Eew.