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 | So your neighbors there, across the lake... | |
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| Those pricks with the manor house? | |
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| ...er, The Chestertons, have filed a complaint with our homeowners' association about your "drunken all night partying on the deck of that totally illegal yet somehow still totally douchey windmill" | |
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| They'd like you to "trip over your own tulip, pitch over the handrail, get snagged on the end of one of the blades, and then get beaten to death on the @ssholes of a passing flock of seagulls" | |
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| I told you they were pricks. | |
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