October 17, 2005 between 9:00 A.M. and 6:00 P.M. the Cowardly Trencher pulled into my yard once again, spun his tires, and dug a double trench through my nearly recovered lawn.
Pathetic
Vacuous
Poisoned with self-induced spite
Ephemeral and even more transient than the blast of noise his stereo spits as he spins and sprays the grass and dirt in a shower across my drive..
