I hate my neighbors. They're loud and annoying. Every night they're fighting and yelling. If anyone has a right to yell it's me for putting up with their bullshit. When they're not screaming at each other they're bitching at their ingrate son. Their deadbeat son is a drug addict who gets the cops called to their house every week. Why do we arrest these retards? Can't we just forget rehabilitation and shoot them so we can get on with our lives? I hate them. I wish they'd be fed to sharks. Then I could eat the shark with the full satisfaction of knowing that I can't be arrested for cannibalism, and I'm eating a stupid animal that drowns if it falls asleep. One time I woke up at midnight because I thought I heard a lumberjack cutting down a tree. It was my neighbors. Another time I woke up at midnight because I thought my fire alarm went off. It was my neighbors. And yet another time I woke up at midnight because I thought I heard a cat moaning. I was right. I went outside and kicked its head in. Screw cats.