Fuckign raging, here. Again.

Some piece of shit has kicked off one of the sections of our fence, and stolen the For Sale sign from up the road before throwing it into our garden.

Fucking lucky I wasn't in.

Scum.

Shit like that need fucking put down.

"But there's nothing for them to do, it's not their fault, they just need to be loved.."
FUCK YOU!
Say that when it's your life they keep picking away at, ruining bit after bit after bit...

Sheer fucking filth, and I'll happily lump anyone that defends them in WITH them.
Sick of this shit. Sick and tired to the fucking bone of having to have OUR lives constantly made worse by scum that couldn't care less.
I WAS having a great night, too.