A vent

I was happily snuggled in my bed last night and having funky dreams about weird stuff when I heard the sound of voices. I slowly started to wake up and realized the voices were right outside my bedroom window. I could tell that the women were drunk, as they seemed to have no understanding of "inside voice." I checked the clock. 3:28. I heard one remark to the other "don't worry, everyone is sleeping" and another comment about who could pee the fastest. I couldn't listen anymore without fear I would run out of my apartment in my underwear to berate the "ladies" relieving themselves five feet from my bed. I decided to use my facilities (novel idea) while I calmed down. By the time I returned to my room, the voices had moved on, into a nearby apartment (which apparently has a broken toilet). I peeked. Yep, pee. Outside. My. Window. Ick. Big Ick.