An Open Letter To My Neighbor Who Can't Play Their Guitar
Hi Neighbor Who Can't Play Their Guitar,
Can you please stop not being able to play your guitar at 11:00 on a Sunday night? I know that practice makes perfect and all, but practice at this hour on a work night is not good practice. You won't be able to practice your Steve Vai impersonation when all your fucking fingers are broken.
You're a fucko and you should go to bed now. I would like to do the same. Another soul sucking week of selling my soul to corporate retail ya know.
Laters,
Your neighbor who's gonna have a kung fu grip on your nutsack if you don't stop this right now.
Can you please stop not being able to play your guitar at 11:00 on a Sunday night? I know that practice makes perfect and all, but practice at this hour on a work night is not good practice. You won't be able to practice your Steve Vai impersonation when all your fucking fingers are broken.
You're a fucko and you should go to bed now. I would like to do the same. Another soul sucking week of selling my soul to corporate retail ya know.
Laters,
Your neighbor who's gonna have a kung fu grip on your nutsack if you don't stop this right now.