Congratulations on finishing the school year. I'm sure your family is very proud. Sure, you're not exactly deans list material, but hey, D's make degrees, right? Now, would you please stop grunting like a bunch of wild animals, throwing beer kegs and random large pieces of furniture around, and just generally filling my apartment with the sounds of rampant dumbassery? It would be sincerely appreciated, especially since I've been patiently dealing with you for THREE FUCKING DAYS NOW!!!!

fuck off,
the lady across the street.