Can you talk to my old man?? My only guess is that because his dad was a cop and then him that that staticky racket is some kinda while noise to him. Whatever it is "it" has me plotting his demise fairly regularly.
Sorry baby, some guys (like Scott) just live for that. Me? I got burned out on that chit damn near 20 years ago.
Folks will see me in Walmart or somewhere and ask me, "hey, what was going on over on Timmons street the other night?"
I wanna answer, "I don't know, and I don't care. Why in phuks sake do YOU care?" But I just smile and tell them I was off duty.