Justice comes to the one who's patient. I can be patient. I can be very very patient. '
There's a joint on my balcony.
You know, I see myself as a very nice and tolerant person. I believe in fate and I honestly believe in the good of every person. I'm completely convinced that good things happen to good people. So why on earth is my neighbour making my life a living hell? Why does he play loud music and party every night? Why doesn't the board kick him out? What did I do to deserve this?
And the next time he has a party and I call the police I'll have a joint of his on my balcony.
Yes, justice comes to the one who's patient...
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