Right now there is about nine dirty Spanish people working on the house. These people came from my fathers job and man, waking up to someone talking Mexican, Spanish, something wasn’t pleasant. They are just standing around doing practically nothing and man, my dad is right there drinking as usual. (not heavy or anything, but when he tells me to get him a beer it is rather annoying.) Then he just breaks everyone’s balls. These asses don’t even know how or which way to put in a stupid window on the side of the house. Dumb-asses. This is enough to have me drive down to Camden to deliver hamsters, just to get away from these people. Speak English.
I’ve always hated Spanish people 😉