Why? Night after night , you park on the wrong side of the street, facing the wrong direction, forcing me to do either: 1)the same, park in front of your hipster Craig's-list shanker, or 2)down the street.
Neither seem reasonable as you a) have a driveway, and b) a fucking clue.....somewhat.
So onto the local crows.
Lately, they've been awaking the neighborhood up lately at 6:45 am. sharp
A little after 7am is usually when you realize there is a huge crow attraction to the roof of your asshole-mobile. I laugh and watch you attempt to scare/frighten away the madness a few simple stale chunks of bread has created.
The crow scratch marks on your farty panted minicooper roof are completely out of control. Yet, through all this, you don't get it. Park. In. Front. Of. Your. Own, place......
Do this. Please. I'll stop being such a crummy bummer..............