🙈My upstairs neighbor birthed a screaming little demon that’s been driving me up the freakin’ wall with its endless wails.

To escape the ear-piercing shrieks, I started taking more walks, dragging my trusty mutt along for company. That’s how I bumped into this hot neighbor with a dog of his own.

Curious, I figured he was a newbie in the building and casually asked which floor he’s on.
Turns out, he’s right above me. I give him a sympathetic slap on the shoulder, muttering condolences about the tiny terror upstairs.

His face darkens, and he admits he’s at his wits’ end. Half-joking, I throw out the idea of saying screw it all and escaping to some sun-soaked beach,

😱and then he hits me with this response...

#noisyneighbors #escapeplan #doglife #wtf

D19. Just the other day, I hopped into a taxi, only to realize I’m short on cash, and my card’s as useless as a broken condom—no money, no link to any app. Figured I’ve got nothing to lose, so I looked the driver dead in the eye and straight-up offered to pay with something... more personal. He shot me a sideways glance, smirked like a sly bastard, and fired back, “Nah, you’re not exactly my type...”

#wildrides #taxiadventures #boldmoves #awkwardmoment

My wild tale kicked off on a sweaty, booze-soaked bus ride with my bestie. We’d knocked back way too many drinks and, in a haze of bad decisions, figured we’d hop a ride to another city to crash with some dude. Halfway there, nature screamed at us—two hours left on the road, and our bladders were about to explode. With no better plan in our drunken stupor, we just let go, soaking the damn seats like a couple of reckless animals. Here’s hoping this shameful saga stays buried with us forever...

#drunkstories #baddecisions #wtfmoment #shameful