Shithouse

You know, no matter how many times I hear the sound of several metric tons of bricks and large-scale construction debris tossed out of a three-story window into an empty 100 yard dumpster at seven in the morning, I never seem to get tired of it!

DIE! DIE TEN MISERABLE DEATHS AND SUFFER THE SCALDING HEAT OF A THOUSAND BURNING SUNS, YOU BASTARD CONSTRUCTION-MONKEYS! FEEL MY WRATH!