It's now 9:12 p.m., and the Pantry Punishers are still blaring their TV.
Come on already! I'm not sitting right next to the wall here. I'm in the little dining nook, as far from their apartment as possible, and I can still hear the TV making whooping noises!
FBPD: the laziest, richest, most useless excuse for a police department anywhere on Earth!
