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<blockquote data-quote="Hound dog" data-source="post: 190291" data-attributes="member: 84"><p>I've had neighbors like these so often it's unreal. Not fun. At all.</p><p> </p><p>We had neighbors once that were something else. Youngest boy (12) was about as difficult child as you could get. Mean, onary, and at times sadistic. Mom wasn't so hot herself. I'd have talked to her except she was a major difficult child in her own right. Oldest boy major into heavy drugs. Only decent kid she there was the 16 yr old daughter.</p><p> </p><p>Well caught 12 yr old repeated catching baby birds on fire and tossing them off the roof. Reported to both police and landlord. Actually did alot of reporting on them, which is out of character for me.</p><p> </p><p>Then, now Nichole is a baby, I have Nichole in her walker outside with the older two. Next thing I know I have rocks flying out Neighbors window which happened to hit my 9 month old Nichole. I put the kids inside and waited til the punk came out laughing.</p><p> </p><p>Then I was out of the apartment so fast husband couldn't stop me. Next thing I had him pinned against the building with my hands around his throat. And no ladies, I wasn't playing. Punk has the idiocy to say <strong>Lady you can't touch me, I'm a kid.</strong> Where as I tell him, <strong>Look Punk, I'm no bigger than YOU.</strong> And in my meanest Mom voice accented by pure loathing, I proceeded to tell the boy that if he ever so much as dared look crosseyed at one of my kids again I'd rip his heart out of his chest and eat it for lunch.</p><p> </p><p>He turned a funny shade of green.</p><p> </p><p>And after that was the most polite young man to me and my kids. Even used to carry in groceries for me. About 3 months later, the boy runs to my door a bloody mess. Drug dealing addict brother had beaten him to a bloody pulp and he was literally running for his life. I called the cops and kept him in my apartment til they got there.</p><p> </p><p>So? Where was Mom? Stripping at the club down the street. <img src="/community/styles/default/xenforo/smilies/emoticons/faint.gif" class="smilie" loading="lazy" alt=":faint:" title="faint :faint:" data-shortname=":faint:" /></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Hound dog, post: 190291, member: 84"] I've had neighbors like these so often it's unreal. Not fun. At all. We had neighbors once that were something else. Youngest boy (12) was about as difficult child as you could get. Mean, onary, and at times sadistic. Mom wasn't so hot herself. I'd have talked to her except she was a major difficult child in her own right. Oldest boy major into heavy drugs. Only decent kid she there was the 16 yr old daughter. Well caught 12 yr old repeated catching baby birds on fire and tossing them off the roof. Reported to both police and landlord. Actually did alot of reporting on them, which is out of character for me. Then, now Nichole is a baby, I have Nichole in her walker outside with the older two. Next thing I know I have rocks flying out Neighbors window which happened to hit my 9 month old Nichole. I put the kids inside and waited til the punk came out laughing. Then I was out of the apartment so fast husband couldn't stop me. Next thing I had him pinned against the building with my hands around his throat. And no ladies, I wasn't playing. Punk has the idiocy to say [B]Lady you can't touch me, I'm a kid.[/B] Where as I tell him, [B]Look Punk, I'm no bigger than YOU.[/B] And in my meanest Mom voice accented by pure loathing, I proceeded to tell the boy that if he ever so much as dared look crosseyed at one of my kids again I'd rip his heart out of his chest and eat it for lunch. He turned a funny shade of green. And after that was the most polite young man to me and my kids. Even used to carry in groceries for me. About 3 months later, the boy runs to my door a bloody mess. Drug dealing addict brother had beaten him to a bloody pulp and he was literally running for his life. I called the cops and kept him in my apartment til they got there. So? Where was Mom? Stripping at the club down the street. :faint: [/QUOTE]
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