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[shinytoaster]

So, car alarms, yes. It came upon the midnight clear, in bursts from twelve til one thirty, then continuously 'til two thirty. Then there was a quick burst again at three. I was this close to taking a stout stick to my neighbour, or at least to my neighbour's malfunctioning Toyota Corolla. But then I figure the embarrassment and humiliation of standing around in your dressing gown on a cold night in December as lights go on and off up and down the street and people twitch their curtains and tut-tut at you standing incompetently next to your car trying to turn it off by zapping it with the button on your keyfob for a fucking hour before you have the intelligence to read the fucking manual and work out how to actually disable the thing is punishment enough.

But ye gods, how for one brief moment I longed to go Victor Meldrew on his ass.

I now have chocolate cherry biscuits. They are nice and soft and chewable like proper cookies. They please me. Car alarms, however, can fuck right off and die horribly.