Every morning around 5:30am there is an individual who drives a Gold Minivan down our street. This person apparantly picks someone up who lives across the street from my house. Mind you, I am on the 5th floor over looking this street, and every morning this lazy bastard honks their horn at least 10 times beween 5:30am-6am.
It has woken me a few times, and I have easily drifted back to sleep only being casually annoyed. Yesterday was the horn that broke the camels back. I was up at 5am listening to that ass honk his stupid minivan. I vowed to do something about it because there is no way I am the only person annoyed by this. So I went to my fridge.
I picked up a hefty Roma Tomato... still too ripe would for sure break or crack a window, and then I realized that eggs are God's gift to the prankster. I grabbed one, chucked it, and missed. He had won that round.
However, today just before 6am I was awoken by that minivan bastard again. This time I was focused. Grabbed an egg, went out to my balcony, and nailed his rear passenger side window with a huge thud. Heart racing I casually strode by my roomate, who probably came out to stop me, and said, "got em."
I went back to bed, heart pounding, as I listened to the bastard drive away honking his horn down the street like an injured animal. I drifted back to sleep.
I may not have solved the problem, but hey, if he likes to wake me up there are plenty of more eggs where that one came from.
