The neighbours friend who insists on parking right outside my house, taking up 2 parking spaces by parking right in the fucking middle of two already parked cars. Every fucking day.
She leaves just about the length of my car on each side of her, but not enough to actually get my car in
She then sits revving her fucking C1 right outside the house. With the lights on and music blaring, while they all have a cig. Every half a fucking hour.
I'm going to shove her pink fluffy dice up her fucking arse
And whoever thought it was a good idea to open a mosque round the corner. With no fucking car park. On a Friday I'm lucky if I can park 3 street away from home. If you're opening something that you expect will have a lot of visitors, make sure you've got a fucking car park.
And the Volkswagen dealership over the road that thinks it's perfectly ok to park their cars up and down our street every sodding Monday while they rearrange their displays.
I haven't been able to park on my street at all this week. And going to find that the right back end of my car has been ripped off and the true ruined has tipped me right over the edge.