Monday, July 28, 2008
| |Saturday, July 05, 2008
Right or Wrong, You be the Judge
If I was right, status quo.
If I was wrong, I have to apologize to horrible redneck family.
So, I get in from having a couple of drinks and I can't even get into my driveway. Why, you ask? Well, there are about 20 rednecks in the street lighting of fireworks and they are all standing in my driveway. So I pull in and crazy ex-marine neighbor starts yelling at me to do something. Granted its 10:30 at night and I have to get up at 6am to be at work. So I go out and basically shout WHOA WHOA WHOA and try to get them to stop. Slutty redneck daughter of across the street neighbor does NOT remove the cigarette from her lips while telling me to fuck off and go in the house its fourth of July bitch.
So I threaten to call the cops. And of course, they say CALL THE COPS FUCK IT.
Then mom comes out and says something to the affect of "Ma'am, we don't have nuthin illegal (like I give a shit) and its 4th of July so you ain't gonna be able to sleep anyways.
I hate these fucking people. I have seen her sons urinate out of their upstairs window more times than I would like. He just sticks his dick out an pees, and this is at 2 in the afternoon, while I'm watering my plants. Then they play music REALLY loud and have played with airhorns at 12:30 at night.
So should I apologize for being a party pooper on the 4th? Now granted, I have a huge fear of fireworks (phobia is more the term) so I was pretty irrational and a little buzzed (so I would pass out and not be bothered so much by the fireworks). However, they were on my property and it was told to me that several fireworks landed on my roof.
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These are the kind of low-life rednecks that used to populate Germantown before the "gentilization" process started. These are they kind of people that would fuck with your house if they got pissed at you. They would pull up flowers and break tasteful lawn art and cause general vandalism. Low-Class people with no repsect for others or themselves.
Sound eliteist? Well, it is. I try to leave people alone, but when you disturbe/upheave/genearally mess with my space, I get angry and want to take action (ie- Call the Police). No, I don't want to hear the entire Lil Wayne Album blasted from your upstairs bedroom. No, I don't want you finding new and interesting ways to fall on your skateboard in my driveway. I just want you to go away. The other neighbors have told me that the cops have been called several times, but there is really nothing they can do. Typical story, seperated mom, working full time. Daughter stays out all night, sons have no supervision.
I swear, I'm getting acerage next time and forgoing the neighbor question all together.
