Get Your Dunkin Thursday
Dear guy who lives below my lady, BACK. THE. EFF. OFF. Dude I might be against our two current wars, but I am not against going to war with some emo punk Pete Wentz wannabe douchebag busboy. Oh yeah you are all those things. I am also so hardcore that I am complaining about you at my blogspot because that's how tough I am! I declare RAGE on you! So, if you haven't guessed it, the guy aka Emopunkdouche who lives below my lady left a note under her door complaining that she needs to keep it down in the morning because it is ruining his beauty rest. Who knew vampires slept at night? This is of course ridiculous considering the fact the Emopunkdouche is "recording" his opus non-stop and it sounds like a rock concert at her feet (also mine cuz not gonna lie I am there a lot). Emopunkdouche, here's an idea; record in a studio NOT a studio apartment like a REAL MUSICIAN! Stop slitting your wrists or tattooing song lyrics on your arms with cute birdies and anchors (cuz l...