However. Don't bitch your ass to me about "relaxing on your porch" above us and how the smoke bothers you while you CONSTANTLY PLAY MUSIC THAT YOU CAN HEAR AROUND THE ENTIRE NEIGHBORHOOD!!!!! THE ONLY REASON I DON'T COMPLAIN IS THAT I NORMALLY LIKE THE MUSIC!!!!!
And how do you confuse a chimney charcoal starter with a smoker?
Oh! I know how! BECAUSE YOU OWN A GAS FUCKING GRILL YOU GRILLING FAKERS!
And you tell us to buy a gas grill. WE DON'T HAVE MONEY TO BUY A GAS GRILL! AND BTW, EVEN THOUGH YOU'VE LIVED HERE FOR 12 YEARS DOESN'T MAKE IT A CONDO! YOU RENT! RENTERS NORMALLY HAVE A LITTLE COMRADERIE. RENTERS NORMALLY SAY MORE THAN 2 WORDS TO ME IN THE YEAR SINCE WE'VE LIVED HERE!!!!!
I want to make a joke about gas grill priviledge. That's gonna have to do for now.
And they fucking sweep when I'm on the deck so I can't sit anywhere without dirt falling on me, my coffee and my dog.
FUCK. I want to grill onions for days upon days upon days.
Actually I don't. I want them to go back a day and change the fucking interaction so it's not some "you're destroying my peace and solace with your juvenile charcoal grilling" feeling speech. I hate apartment building stress but I hate entitled neighbors even more.
Again, yes I know charcoal grills are illegal on decks and what he was asking about the smoke was understandable and reasonable. It's the HOW it happened.
And about me not smoking so when I smell pot from their deck, I get pissed off again!!!!!
Venting kinda over. Husband took it so badly that he moved the grill INTO THE ALLEY to cook on. RIGHT NEXT TO THE DUMPSTER. Because reasons and he wanted to make sure he didn't have to move it again (which I know doesn't make any sense because I'm pretty sure you can't grill next to a dumpster)