I just called in a noise complaint on a bunch of drunken shitheads who think that blasting loud music and screaming drunken slogans at 0100 hrs seems to be a grand idea.
Fuck the fucking fuckers. I woke my ass up way too early, to go running and spend a full day at work. I want to sleep. If you want to be stupid drunk sluts take your skanky asses to a club. Get the fuck out of my neighborhood with that bullshit.
GET THE HELL OFF MY LAWN, YOU STUPID KIDS!
So yeah, I'm turning into my dad. Hopefully I do him proud.
3 comments:
In the late 60's I unknowingly rented a house next to a "party house" in Seattle. Every night they would do eezakly what happened to you. I just pulled the main fuse block out of their elec. panel and tossed it into a blackberry bramble down the street. No power, no noise. Quite effective.
Gerry N.
Nah. Cops came over, they quieted down. If it starts to happen on a regular basis, then more devious means of reprisal shall be in order.
That is definitely disturbing, and i think your dad will be proud of you, you turned to hate drunk and noisy people.
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