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People…..

The older I get the more I have to wonder what the living fuck is wrong with people.

I ordered dinner tonight so as I was waiting for it to be delivered one of my neighbors moseyed over with another neighbor in tow and started a conversation with me , “Hello ladies,” minkey was standing next to me, “I don’t want to be that butthole of a neighbor but….” as soon as those words were uttered I knew he was that asshole.

He went on to tell me my son Who had been sitting in the front yard was “throwing rock at the house across the street.” I look at my son who his shaking his head saying he wasn’t.

I looked at these two grown men who were waiting for me to do something or say something to my son. I look at them in a way that said you’re dismissed, “I will take care of it.”

They were flabbergasted that I didn’t do anything right that second. Well I did. I told him after they left that he better not throw rocks period. After he went inside I stood in my driveway and saw there were no rocks in the street. The rocks would be somewhere right? More so I will never dole out a punishment in front of other people.

Well the leader of the men got in his lifted truck and decided to speed down the street to the mail box. I walked over and smiled and said, “I don’t want to be that asshole but why don’t you learn how to drive?”

He looked at me like I was insane. I stood in the street and blocked his way of speeding back to his house. I looked at him and smiled as I said “as you already know there are kids in the neighborhood you really need to slow the fuck down. I’m just helping you.”

I foresee this being fun.

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