There goes the neighborhood
The houses on either side of me have been empty for quite a while. The house to the east of me just got occupied---rather like Germany occupying France. They have kids: Noisy little fuckers. (There haven't been any kids on the block in ages, and I haven't bloody missed them.) They also have a yappy dog. What a treat this is going to be! Why, oh why, couldn't the Asshat's house have been the one to be rented? That's on the far side of my living quarters. This tribe is right next to my bedroom window.
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(No, I *won't* apologize for the metaphor, I'm tired of being politically correct, of being civilized when what I really want to do is slaughter all the barbarians that are lowering the tone. And numerous people who should know better.)
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(No, I *won't* apologize for the metaphor, I'm tired of being politically correct, of being civilized when what I really want to do is slaughter all the barbarians that are lowering the tone. And numerous people who should know better.)
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