|
I once had a neighbor (while I lived with my parents) who smoked pot every night on his front porch, didn't cut his lawn for months at a time, and let his girlfriend's kids run around outside naked.
But that's nothing compared to what happened this one night. I was asleep and he came into my yard at about 3 in the morning yelling shit like "You're so fucking white, you cut your grass every fucking day." "I've got a bullet with your name on it!" All the while he was throwing rocks at our house.
My dad called the cops, but before they came he punched out a window in his own house. Apparently he messed up his hand pretty good, because they had to bring an ambulance in. Once the cops showed up, we went out to see what all would happen, and some of his friends tried to pick a fight with me and my dad. I don't think they ever ended up charging him with anything, but they had to take him to the hospital to fix up his hand.
Him and his girlfriend ended up moving out soon after that, but not before he threatened to beat up my dad one day while we were shooting hoops.
__________________
The only thing I'll ever ask of you... you gotta promise not to stop when I say when.
|