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As I lay in bed trying to sleep the intoxicated yelling from the neighbors door do not allow my eyes to shut. Finally after I figured enough is enough, I dial the three digits rather than try and be a hero I figure lets let the men in blue take care of this dumbass drunk who’s  vocabulary consists of four letter words and one extra special word, looser, which he loved to repeat over and over to his girlfriend.

This morning I hear him again, as she tells him she is leaving him he yells at her and screams at her and asks why! Funny, if shes a looser why would you want to be with her anyways! Anyways, I digress from the pointiac.

I spoke to the RCMP, that at we call our police in Canada with National jurisdiction. Anyways, they call me back after visiting my new favorite neighbor who has really educated me in ways to utilize the F word, funny I thought I was pretty good with that word until I heard him. As they mention that they read him the riot act and if it continues I was to call back and let them arrest him and take him in for a night in the tank! For those unfamiliar with the tank, its usually a really ugly painted cement walled room, with nothing but drunks passed out in vomit or yelling and acting like my man with the plan to get himself there.

So one thing leads to another, wouldn’t you know it, he starts up again! So I wait it out a little and see if maybe just maybe he will pass out! But I guess being a seasoned vet at the drink he figures on lasting the whole night so I call the local attachment and on their way they go. Rat Tat Tat on the door below and a silence of hush across the neighbors place. Finally they open the door and this dumb ass gets another warning? So as I watch the cars drive away, I start to get a little flustered! They call me back and mention that according to the law they cannot do anything more, as he is in his residence, rented or not!

So there I sit in bewilderment, wondering what good are the men in blue if they cant touch you in your own house? Well guess it’s a call to his landlords and try for an eviction on Monday, and if that don’t work you can bet your bottom dollar, this man will fire up my good old stereo that sits idol in the spare room. A stereo with 12 inch subwoofers and one hell of a boom! The kind of boom that I paid for back when I was in college, you know when your biggest goal is to blow out the floor with the loudest system! Well its easy, that stereo will blast all the greatest music I can find with every four letter word. But have to make sure it’s the kind of music that drives them squirrelly!

I didn’t even mention the other problems I had this fine evening, with the neighbors stupid little mini pin barking all night. I felt like I was in the middle of the hood, and pissed right off cause I thought the area I bought into would be a little more quiet than it is, despite the train that runs 50 feet from my house! At least that one I can get used to. Anyways, all I can say is watch your mouth my drunk’n friends cause it takes two to tango and I’ve been sitting out long enough!