And Today In Bad Choices...

We all argue with our neighbors, right? These things happen. But before I have my little tiffs, I make it a rule to make sure my adversary is unarmed. If, for example, the gentleman with whom I share a driveway is cleaning his glock in the yard, I pick another time to discuss the fact that his friends are parking on MY HALF OF THE FUCKING DRIVE! Or when the people on the other side are practicing with their crossbow, I rethinking my plan to go argue about their leaves. This lesson, however, seems to have gone unlearned in Russia where a simple argument degenerated into murder. Via samurai sword. You'd think the guy would have noticed the ancient Japanese weapon in the grasp of his noisy neighbor and maybe reconsidered-- I mean, when you come right down to it, how terrible is one more night of hearing "Rock You Like a Hurricane" through the floor when your life is on the line?