Fuck the fucks
So, the neighbors next to my home are fucks. This happened a bit ago, but basically, the motherfucker told my parents they wanted to take a couple trees out that are techincally on our property - fair enough (maybe). But you see, the thing is. The fuckers cleared out a whole goddamn patch of native growth. It wasn't just a couple trees. It was a whole half of a grove, a grove that meant to me a lot in my younger years as I communed with nature. On top of that, they send in some dude to like, clear the area and flatten it.
Enter my dad.
Both my parents get pissed, because this is far beyond the agreement (and mind you she's done this once before as well). So my dad finally goes down and tells the dude leveling the land in some piece of big machinery that he had better get the fuck off our property. He then promptly mails a letter to her that says if she sets another foot on our property he will fucking sue her ass. THOR! THE GOD OF ROCK!
And so tonight after having spent a thoroughly drunk night at both Craig's Crusiers and the bar, I walk back to that area that meant so much to me, and what do I decide. Those fucks are gonna fucking get it.
Tomorrow I make it my mission to go to a place where I can buy seedlings and I will plant every fucking possible plant I can just to replace what has been taken from me, and also to fuck up their goddamn view - fucking shit pigs.
As the Misfits would say:
"I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch, you better think about it baby, baby.
Let's test your threshold of pain."
Fucking selfish, capitalist swine - no respect for what really matters. Fuck off.
Enter my dad.
Both my parents get pissed, because this is far beyond the agreement (and mind you she's done this once before as well). So my dad finally goes down and tells the dude leveling the land in some piece of big machinery that he had better get the fuck off our property. He then promptly mails a letter to her that says if she sets another foot on our property he will fucking sue her ass. THOR! THE GOD OF ROCK!
And so tonight after having spent a thoroughly drunk night at both Craig's Crusiers and the bar, I walk back to that area that meant so much to me, and what do I decide. Those fucks are gonna fucking get it.
Tomorrow I make it my mission to go to a place where I can buy seedlings and I will plant every fucking possible plant I can just to replace what has been taken from me, and also to fuck up their goddamn view - fucking shit pigs.
As the Misfits would say:
"I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch, you better think about it baby, baby.
Let's test your threshold of pain."
Fucking selfish, capitalist swine - no respect for what really matters. Fuck off.