Hmmm, I might Have A Problem

Tonight, when I got home at 10:45, and was unloading my day job clothes out of the truck, so I could wash them, a voice spoke. It said "How's it fucking, Homo?" It was a male voice. I did not turn around or acknowledging in any way that I had heard him. Hell, I don't even know where he was! Or who he is. I'm assuming he's one of the neighbors from down the street. If this keeps up I will contact the police. I'm not gay, but it doesn't matter. My sexual orientation is none of their business, AND it's not wrong to be gay, either. Even if I was gay, I don't have people over here anyway. I'm being celibate, remember, for the rest of my life. (Thanks Brad)