I get it, you are parents, your children go to Montessori and they are creative; anything goes in your household. That's cool, my parents were strict and I ended up neurotic, maybe your children will be well adjusted. However, you moved into a quiet, dense, upscale apartment complex and your screaming, natch, shrieking children are, well, they are louder than anything I can remember in the last two years of living here. It shrieks mornings, afternoons, evenings and, wait, 2am. No, its not a problem with children, its with your shrieking child. What the fuck are you thinking? Close the fucking windows after 10pm. Please.
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