Outside My Window, Something Seranades Me

 

Is this you? Are you this?

Dear weird owlet/cat/small child outside my window,

First of all, what are you? You are making a strange squealing/squeaking/(dare I say) burping noise that I can’t properly identify you by. This species ambiguity is freaking me out.

Also, why must you make this noise outside my window? Like…RIGHT outside my window? Every single night this week, it’s been “squeal/squeak/burp” over and over and over until I have to practically blast The Strokes to drown you out. But once they’re blasting, sleep is out of the question since The Strokes are louder than you anyway.

See how difficult you are making my life?

Maybe you could move to a different tree/shrub/hole in the ground. And hopefully you aren’t a small child, because that’s creepy and dangerous – you could be eaten by a coyote or owl or something even scarier, like Katy Perry. I’ve heard she shoots babies with her whipped cream gun bra.

With all due respect, I ask you to shut up.

GoodNIGHT,

Cappy

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3 thoughts on “Outside My Window, Something Seranades Me

  1. Oh my, I wonder what it is? What if it’s a HYBRID creature of some sort and you’ve described it perfectly (owlet/cat/small child) AARRRRGHHH (okay, been reading too many horror stories)

    Whatever it is, I hope it goes away to annoy someone else.

    Then again, maybe it likes The Strokes! Did you ever think about that? :-)

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