You are the Gideon member who placed a Bible in our room or, at the very least, sent a shipment of Bibles to the hotel where we stayed to... More >>

You were the tits-on-a-stick at the community pool this weekend who accosted my wife, her sisters and our children while they played a game in... More >>

You were the lovely gentleman in the silver car on Harbor Boulevard who decided to yell at me while hanging outside your passenger window that my... More >>

Hey, you—rolling up in an expensive car in a nice suit, walking into my Orange electronics store at 8 Friday night. You followed your... More >>

Hey, you, Mr. Bar & Grill Manager: You acted like you were glad to see me show up to play music on Friday nights. You allowed me to have a couple... More >>

This goes out to the punk or punks who thought it was really funny to steal a laptop from an ambulance. I hope you are caught and beaten down. I... More >>

You were the fat, ugly, oily faced, chain-smoking bitch riding shotgun in that Cheddar-ball “race car” (a neon-yellow Pontiac... More >>

I understand you’re a huge hockey fan, but is it necessary to start your kid out when he still has a pacifier in his mouth? I’m sure... More >>

You were the nice lady who asked me if I was okay while I was puking in the restroom of Bar Louie at the Gardenwalk. I don’t know how long... More >>

This goes out to “Papi.” On behalf of your neighbors, I am compelled to inform you that you have shattered the sanctity of our homes... More >>