It’s days like these where I wish I owned a BB gun. The little rat bastard from the white trash apartment in the next building is out in the parking lot on his skateboard. The constant THUNK THUNK THUNK is driving me fucking CRAZY.
Skate boarding in the complex’s parking lots is against the rules. I don’t want some little fucker bouncing off my $20K car and doing damage to it. I’ve had enough problems like that with the bitch from across the hallway hitting my cars.
I’m calling the rental office tomorrow. I’m sick and tired of the constant THUNK THUNK THUNK on the weekends. It’s getting to be impossible to have one solid weekend of peace and quiet. The only way I can do that is to pack shit up and head over to my Mom and Dad’s.
Hubby actually told the little bastard to get the hell away from his car. Good for him!
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Hubby’s did pretty damn well on his late-night shopping trip. For once, everything he bought was EXACTLY what I had asked for.
Tonight we shall dine on stuffed chicken breasts, skillet potatoes, and baby carrots. And then I will kick the husband off to work and plop my ass down to watch the Super Bowl.
Just kill the little bastard with a big stick. I mean, do we really need anymore shit in the gene pool than we already have? Do you realize that Tom Cruise may well breed again? We’re going to have to kill 20 or 30 gene pool shits just to make up for HIM. I’ve got about 10 on my street that can go.
I wish it were that easy, but I don’t want to spend the rest of my life in jail for murder.
Tom Cruise breeding again?! Not something I want to be thinking of first thing in the morning! ACK!!
Just tell them the kid slipped. As long as no one sees you all blunt force injuries are blunt force injuries, right? Cruise isn’t currently breeding, but he married a child bride and may well engender a number of further offspring to pollute the planet with. Blech.
Unfortunately, he’d probably end up with an imprint of my license plate right across his forehead.
“No, sir. I have NO IDEA how that happened, your honor.”
A BB Gun? Are you serious?
Forget the BB gun. At that range, you really need one of those pump up pellet rifles with a scope on it. Flatter trajectory, deeper penetration.
After picking lead pellets out of his ass, he might get the message.
Don
I wonder if my Dad still has our air rifle. Hehehehe. I might have to bring it home with me this weekend if he still does!!
Those skatboarders are the worst! Can’t they do that stuff in the park where there are no cars to run into? I hope the issue has been resolved and your car is safe.