My Idiot Neighbor Won't Shut Up

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Day after day, school gets out, and his children get home, and he screams bloody murder at them. It's spring. I want my windows open to take in that refreshing spring breeze. Day in, day out, that vague New York accent bellows out some cussing argument with his irritating white trash children, and his son often argues back at him, because he's now become a brat because of the way people have treated him. Other kids gather around his house on their bikes sometimes and gossip confusing stories about him. The screaming is really bad. And yet I like the cool, fresh air breeze through my window. I know there's absolutely nothing that can be done about these animal-hating rednecks, but we all need to vent about the stupidity of the human race.