The line comes from Postal 2, the 2003 open-world comedy shooter by Running With Scissors, as part of its ambient pedestrian dialogue. The 'WM' tag marks it as a white male bystander bark, one of many short NPC complaints scattered through the town of Paradise. Clips like this spread through fan soundboards, where players ripped and shared the game's funniest throwaway lines. It sits in the same lane as quotable open-world game dialogue like the CJ line from GTA San Andreas, and it endures because the grievance is universal and the delivery is so deadpan.