February 18, 2007...11:19 am
wake up call
4:15 am
i awake from my sleep like a shot.
it’s happening again.
downstairs i hear the drunken voices of our welfare neighbours as they crash into their kitchen after a night of drinking. starr wakes from her sleep and rolls over to face me.
“can you believe this?” i ask.
the yelling gets louder.
i swing my feet out from underneath the covers and stamp on the ground. i am then greeted with a hearty “fuck you” from below.
enough is enough.
i quickly throw on my coat and pound down the stairs. i give the 1st floor door three quick and heavy knocks and i’m greeted by the ugly drunken face of my welfare riding neighbour.
“it’s 4 in the morning man” i say trying to keep my anger subdued.
“no….it’s 4:20″ he says back, giving me this i’m tough cuz i’m drunk look.
“its early in the fucking morning and i don’t like being woken up and then told to fuck off”
the anger is bubbling now.
“i didn’t tell you to fuck off” he smirks back at me.
“i don’t give a shit who said it, they are in your house, have some fucking respect”
at about this time, welfare neighbours drunken fuck buddy decides he’s chuck norris and trys to come at me. he slips on some shoes and almost smashes his face into the wall. he then reaches out and grabs my jacket while welfare douch trys to hold him back.
i push his hand off my jacket and i’m about 15 seconds away from completely losing it and breaking the arm of chuck norris jr. ……….but starrs at the top of the stairs and she looks really nervous since there’s three of them and one of me.
“well assholes, now you can take it up with the cops”
i storm up the stairs trying with all my might not go back down and complete lose it on all three of them. i mean i was really considering grabbing my louisville slugger, going back downstairs and swinging away, but starr doesn’t need to see that, and i don’t need the headache. we both get back and bed and starr asks me if i’m all right.
“i don’t how much longer i can take this town”
within minutes, all was quiet.











2 Comments
February 18, 2007 at 1:19 pm
Egg them… and ketchup them, and get gage to piss on their door.
February 27, 2007 at 11:10 pm
hmmmm……
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