Via Dear Drunk-Ass Neighbor, Sorry we had to have the cops wake you up this morning, bro. You must be real tired from having drunkenly slammed so hard into my girlfriend’s car this morning that the taillight shattered and the gas tank lid completely popped off. How did we know it was you? Well, aside from the cop mentioning to us that you smelled like a Vodka Red Bull sprinkled with date rape and failure but lit on fire (my metaphor) when you answered the door in your underwear looking like Nicolas Cage in Leaving Las Vegas right before he … Continue reading Guest Blogging: LETTER TO OUR DRUNK-ASS NEIGHBOR, by Brian Alan Ellis