My new breaking point? Check.

That's one of the things that'll be on the list of stuff I have to MOVE out of my apartment come the time. You know, I guess it takes my own home being jeopardized for me to get this pissed. I could deal with the bad name, I could deal with these snot-nosed punks doing what they please without respect for authority, I could deal with back talk and slander and I could deal with all the paperwork from the hundreds of complaints from the residents here.

But now that the problem's on my doorstep, heads will be rolling.

I'll put my job on it. The next person to cross me, hell, to cross US... Will be living on the streets. NO QUESTIONS ASKED.