Growlin' Out Loud...

    Zounds!  I'm in a genuine pisser of a mood today.  I suppose it has something to do with the fact that I've not slept a heck of a lot since my obnoxious neighbor decided to play basketball at 3:30 in the morning, last Wednesday.  

    I'm of the firm belief that the stupid people of this world should be blown up.  It wouldn't take much either.  I mean, all we'd really need to do is remove a few warning labels, and the world would be a much better place.  Take my neighbor, for example.  I really want to sneak into his house and peel off the label on his toaster oven that says "do not use in the bathtub."  And, while I'm there, I may even take a magic marker to some of the plastic bags in his house to make them read "This bag is [scribble] a toy." 

    Play with the bag, dear neighbor.  Play with the bag while you're taking a bath, and HEY!  Make yourself some Hot Pockets and pizza rolls while you're at it.  Yum! 

    Now, don't get me wrong.  I don't want to kill my neighbor.  I want him to kill himself.  And trust me, after some of the things he does, it's clear that it's only a matter of time before he does himself in, but I'd kind of like to get that ball rolling so I can get a good night's sleep. 

-DP