Don’t let the doorknob hit you in the ass

Well the time has come – my upstairs neighbors are moving out this week. Finally! I noticed that they rented a van to move stuff, so the house they had built must be nearby. This morning I saw the woman pulling the van out of the parking lot with her husband driving one of the cars behind her. Hmmm … I wonder who wears the pants in that relationship. The guy is small, stomps around like a giant, talks too damn loud (sometimes I can hear him, but never her), yet he can’t drive a van? LOSER!

Yes, I know I’m passing judgment on the guy, but guess what? I don’t care!