Originally Posted by tony404

When I lived at a loft,these black kids would have parties loud hiphop at 3am on a work night. This is when I had a day job to go to. The cops weren't helpful. So one night I said fuck it, got dressed. My wife is scared Im going to get shot, I said I dont care if I die at least I will get rest. lol I go upstairs its packed a sea of black, the first person I found I said whose party is this. I kept calm as much as I wanted to lose it. People tend to be respectful when they see a pissed off 400 lb man at thier door. lol They took me to him, I said can you turn it down I have to go to work in the morning . It was lowered he gave me his number I never had another problem.