Dear monotonous, repetitive drummer who sits in the shelter at Col. Summers park pounding away for hours on end. You suck. I don't know if you're mentally deranged or have some half-baked Native American thing going on or what, and I don't really care. You need to stop. I live blocks away and can't enjoy the relative peace of my back yard without being subjected to your noise pollution. I am seriously considering paying some neighborhood teenagers to to a slash-and-run on your noisemaker. Lucky for you there aren't hardly any teenagers in the 'hood.
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