Oh I fucken' hate cops. I fucken' hate the people that live near me too. They complain to my landlord (who is my roomates grandfather) about the noise of my harley whenever I ride the god damn thing. But the funny part is my landlord won't talk to me about it. For some reason he is scared of me. Everytime I pay the rent he is nice as pie to my face then says shit to either my roomy or my boss (they are all family). This morning I was sitting on my bike letting it warm up a bit before I rode to work and a cop happened to go by and jacked on his brakes and sat in the field next to my apt. and watched me. Probably waiting for me to pull out into the street. Granted my bike has no mufflers and ape hangers which aren't legal but what the fuck. It's a harley. My roomy said the cops were sitting there yesterday morning at the same time too. My neighbors lives are so boring that they have to complain about me?? We don't throw mad parties or anything. Besides my bike we are relatively quiet people. Now I just got back from the bike shop with baffles for my exhaust and I'm putting on shorter handlebars so the cops don't have shit to say about it. For the first year in the past four I've owned the bike, I'm gonna be 100% legal (besides my german helmet). Mass if halfway to abolishing the stupid helmet law anyway so FUCK THE POLICE. I think it was Body Count who said that best. Enough of me venting to all of you. Hopefully your days are better than this one is. I will say, I feel a little better getting that of my chest. Thank you to anyone who reads this for listening to me bitch. Have a wonderful day. 
I used to date some moron from Rockland.
But that was totally random.
So hello.
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