So, Carla decided to rent out the basement again, right? SO, now we have a church going to, country music listening to, Bible thumping creep-o in our basement.Oh, and did I mention, I sleep right above where his stereo is, so country goes threw my floor at night.

Don't get me wrong, I don't hate country that much. I just hate that it's like God is great! I don't care if you're Catholic, I don't care what you believe in, but if you force it down my throat I might rip your arm off, and beat you with it.