Jesus Christ, if you people don’t get your goddamned subwoofer away from our shared wall, or turn the volume down, or do whatever the fuck you have to do to quit fucking inflicting your horrible taste on me every morning and every evening, I’m going to go Jack Nicholson in the Shining on your tacky, tasteless asses.

I feel just awful for you, not having a life and all, but I’m trying to write a fucking blog entry over here and you are not helping.

Also, you’re really fucking irritating me. STFU!