Fuck.FUck.FUCK. Goddamn Public Works...who the fuck gave you permission to dig in front of my parents house at 7:30 A.FUCKING M. on a Saturday? Seriously, it sounded like a batallion of fucking Orcs were marching to Helm's Deep in front of my parents house. I would not be nearly as bothered by this had I not stayed up until 3 am watching Tootsie. It was rather loud in my sister Shan's room so I moved to Allie's bed. However, Allie's bed is close to the bathroom and my dad was in the shower singing...yes I said SINGING..."It's Five O'Clock Somewhere." FUCK ME...with a sharp stick.
