Punk Squawk

“I moved into this place a few months ago and at first sight no complaints.

That is until a twirp got kicked out of boot camp and is now liberating himself by playing his loud as hell “music” at all hours of the night/morning/day.

I used to play rock in the 70’s and it had a sense of musicianship to it.  His music is like a 4 year old banging pots and pants and having a  dag tantrum.

I’ve contacted management about it and looks like I am stuck with the squawker cos his mom dates the manager.  Go figure.”