3th in Hey, buddy, got a light?

This is pretty fucking shitty, I’ll say that. This whole Murphy’s Law thing about ‘if it can go wrong, it will’, or whatever.
It’s always hounded me specifically, like Dog makes an exception for me everytime and says “Hmm you know, I normally don’t let this much awful shit happen to others, but I’ll make an allowance in your case.”
THESE GODDAMN FUCKSTICK ASSHEAD NEIGHBORS PLAY THEIR SHITTY BOOMER/TOP 40 SHITS ALL GODDAMN DAY STARTING EARLY AS FUCK.
Can’t go back to McTweek’s because they can’t be in the same room without arguing sooner than later, it’s to the point where my mom is considering using the guest room at my brothers house just to sleep because of this shit.
I normally yell shit out the window at them, don’t know if they’ve ever heard me yet.
I must be getting old too though, when I come here and rant about muh peace and quiet.
Whatever.