the fucking bros next door insist on having loud, gravelly, cough-punctuated conversations directly under my window every night before i go to bed. my bedtime stories are now misogynistic sexcapades, dane cook jokes and bong rips. my life is awesome.

the fucking bros next door insist on having loud, gravelly, cough-punctuated conversations directly under my window every night before i go to bed. my bedtime stories are now misogynistic sexcapades, dane cook jokes and bong rips.

my life is awesome.