I think I'm finally ready to become a suburbanite
People who don't know how to stand up on the train with their fake Gucci bags smacking people in the head
Ghetto mofos who don't know how to share the complex patio
LATE buses and unfriendly service on public transportation
drunk racists badgering me about "where's Leroy and Tyrone"
Rice car and motorcyle enthusiasts/gang members ripping up the street. All. Night.
Dog poop. I know who walks their dog. I know who's dog it belongs to. Just pick it up.
Lawn care people ignoring leaf-blower ordinances.
Hmm. Upstairs people's wife's mom banged on our back door. He must be threatening to toss her or her cell phone out the window again.
STOMP STOMP STOMP. I'm the man of this house fuck that bitch she ain't gonna run ME dammit I'll toss her and her momma out the damn window I'm the man fuck yall bitches.
This is such a nice neighborhood.
I could stand it all if the Mexicans would not run the leaf blowers at 7AM every single Monday morning.
The leaf blowers do jobs we don't want to do.
July 31st, 2007 10:45pm
Which is why I don't get up and go outside in say, curlers and robe, and just start bitching at them.
Okay, also because I would look ridiculous.