Tony and I out on the mountain with Arron. Watch to the end for my double-take!
Dear annoying man who always bombs around my apartment with an offensively loud dirtbike at inappropriate hours,
It is two:twenty in the morning. You do this a lot. It is always a problem, but right now especially so. Please stop. There are three inches of snow on that cobblestone street. Today you are waking the neighbors and you might die. Though you are apparently a terrible human being, I’m sure there are people who would be sad if you were dead.
the girl who always wants to steal your fucking spark plugs.
edit: I just confronted him. he was out getting smokes, in this snow, without a helmet, with a stoned passenger, who also had no helmet. he might maybe seem nice, but dude, really?