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The Library => Haley Center Basement => Topic started by: Snaggletiger on June 06, 2011, 10:45:40 AM
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Our neighborhood is about half developed and on my particular road, there are only two houses. The street past my house winds back for about 3-400 yards throgh a wooded area to a cul-de-sac. It's long been a popular place for parkers and people up to no good. If it's night time and someone drives by my house in that direction, they don't belong there. Sooo.....I like to F with them.
Now, I don't have a problem with most stuff like someone going back there to knock off a little. I just get a kick out of occasionally popping the lights on them and watching them scramble...clothes flying...watching the gir's head pop up...but lately, there's been someone going back there and basically setting off molotov cocktails. You go back there and there's huge burns in the road with glass all over the roadway and the burns get hot enough to eat through the pavement. So I've started paying close attention to who goes back there now. Hey you dang woodchucks....stop chuckin' my wood.
A few days ago, I see a truck go by and heard what I thought was a firecracker go off, so I drove down there and saw two guys, about 17-18 walking around by the pond that's back there. I took down the tag number just in case. Friday night, I see what looks like the same truck go by and not come out. So I spring into action. Captain Neighborhood Watch jumps in his trusty old piece of shit Expedition and rides down there. Same two guys, same truck and I make it extremely obvious that I'm checking them out...pull up behind them and stop...pull beside them and give them the evil, what're you kids doin' on my lawn look. I drive back up and pull in my driveway. I get out and look back down there.....BOOM...a fireball goes up and said truck comes flying by my house.
I head back down there and the street is ablaze, dangerously close to the curb, grass and woods. By the way, it hasn't rained in 3 years so if it reaches the grass, half the neighborhood is going up in flames. Yes, the police were called and we got 3 black and whites, one fire truck and a guy from the bomb squad. They were going to pay a visit to the home where the tag was registered. What struck me were two things. The incredible stupidity of these guys by throwing molotov cocktails on multiple occasions back there, putting their own lives in danger and seriously threatening people's homes. One fireman agreed. Had the fire reached the grass, this would have been unbelievably bad. Second, how bold the little bastards were. They knew I was watching and blew that shit up in plain view. What did they think I was going to do, applaud?
BTDub, that shit is a felony since 911. I had no standing to press charges and didn't want them to anyway. They said they would probably do more along the lines of what I suggested, put the fear of gawd in em'.
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Our neighborhood is about half developed and on my particular road, there are only two houses. The street past my house winds back for about 3-400 yards throgh a wooded area to a cul-de-sac. It's long been a popular place for parkers and people up to no good. If it's night time and someone drives by my house in that direction, they don't belong there. Sooo.....I like to F with them.
Now, I don't have a problem with most stuff like someone going back there to knock off a little. I just get a kick out of occasionally popping the lights on them and watching them scramble...clothes flying...watching the gir's head pop up...but lately, there's been someone going back there and basically setting off molotov cocktails. You go back there and there's huge burns in the road with glass all over the roadway and the burns get hot enough to eat through the pavement. So I've started paying close attention to who goes back there now. Hey you dang woodchucks....stop chuckin' my wood.
A few days ago, I see a truck go by and heard what I thought was a firecracker go off, so I drove down there and saw two guys, about 17-18 walking around by the pond that's back there. I took down the tag number just in case. Friday night, I see what looks like the same truck go by and not come out. So I spring into action. Captain Neighborhood Watch jumps in his trusty old piece of shit Expedition and rides down there. Same two guys, same truck and I make it extremely obvious that I'm checking them out...pull up behind them and stop...pull beside them and give them the evil, what're you kids doin' on my lawn look. I drive back up and pull in my driveway. I get out and look back down there.....BOOM...a fireball goes up and said truck comes flying by my house.
I head back down there and the street is ablaze, dangerously close to the curb, grass and woods. By the way, it hasn't rained in 3 years so if it reaches the grass, half the neighborhood is going up in flames. Yes, the police were called and we got 3 black and whites, one fire truck and a guy from the bomb squad. They were going to pay a visit to the home where the tag was registered. What struck me were two things. The incredible stupidity of these guys by throwing molotov cocktails on multiple occasions back there, putting their own lives in danger and seriously threatening people's homes. One fireman agreed. Had the fire reached the grass, this would have been unbelievably bad. Second, how bold the little bastards were. They knew I was watching and blew that shit up in plain view. What did they think I was going to do, applaud?
BTDub, that shit is a felony since 911. I had no standing to press charges and didn't want them to anyway. They said they would probably do more along the lines of what I suggested, put the fear of gawd in em'.
This is what happens when a generation of parents don't make like Andy Griffith and whip their kids asses anymore.
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Our neighborhood is about half developed and on my particular road, there are only two houses. The street past my house winds back for about 3-400 yards throgh a wooded area to a cul-de-sac. It's long been a popular place for parkers and people up to no good. If it's night time and someone drives by my house in that direction, they don't belong there. Sooo.....I like to F with them.
Now, I don't have a problem with most stuff like someone going back there to knock off a little. I just get a kick out of occasionally popping the lights on them and watching them scramble...clothes flying...watching the gir's head pop up...but lately, there's been someone going back there and basically setting off molotov cocktails. You go back there and there's huge burns in the road with glass all over the roadway and the burns get hot enough to eat through the pavement. So I've started paying close attention to who goes back there now. Hey you dang woodchucks....stop chuckin' my wood.
A few days ago, I see a truck go by and heard what I thought was a firecracker go off, so I drove down there and saw two guys, about 17-18 walking around by the pond that's back there. I took down the tag number just in case. Friday night, I see what looks like the same truck go by and not come out. So I spring into action. Captain Neighborhood Watch jumps in his trusty old piece of shit Expedition and rides down there. Same two guys, same truck and I make it extremely obvious that I'm checking them out...pull up behind them and stop...pull beside them and give them the evil, what're you kids doin' on my lawn look. I drive back up and pull in my driveway. I get out and look back down there.....BOOM...a fireball goes up and said truck comes flying by my house.
I head back down there and the street is ablaze, dangerously close to the curb, grass and woods. By the way, it hasn't rained in 3 years so if it reaches the grass, half the neighborhood is going up in flames. Yes, the police were called and we got 3 black and whites, one fire truck and a guy from the bomb squad. They were going to pay a visit to the home where the tag was registered. What struck me were two things. The incredible stupidity of these guys by throwing molotov cocktails on multiple occasions back there, putting their own lives in danger and seriously threatening people's homes. One fireman agreed. Had the fire reached the grass, this would have been unbelievably bad. Second, how bold the little bastards were. They knew I was watching and blew that shit up in plain view. What did they think I was going to do, applaud?
BTDub, that shit is a felony since 911. I had no standing to press charges and didn't want them to anyway. They said they would probably do more along the lines of what I suggested, put the fear of gawd in em'.
Cocaine/Meth is a helluva drug.
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I would suggest keeping you home security system loaded in case the fear of gawd just fires them up to "torch that asshat in the Expedition's house". Some punks aren't smart enough to be scared.
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I would suggest keeping you home security system loaded in case the fear of gawd just fires them up to "torch that asshat in the Expedition's house". Some punks aren't smart enough to be scared.
This is what worries me. But seriously, how stupid can you be? Hey, let's keep going back in that neighborhood and setting off bombs.
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I would suggest keeping you home security system loaded in case the fear of gawd just fires them up to "torch that asshat in the Expedition's house". Some punks aren't smart enough to be scared.
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The first thing I thought of was if they were dumb enough to do this in the first place, they may be dumb enough to try it at your house.
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I'm soooooooooooglad that I grew up pre 911.
All the homemade explosives I made would have me under the jail.
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Hide in woods (pants up). Wait for kids to go in. Roll out spike strip. Wait for kids to fly by. Run with spike strip through woods back to house. Sit on porch with beer and watch the woodchucks.
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Hide in woods (pants up). Wait for kids to go in. Roll out spike strip. Wait for kids to fly by. Run with spike strip through woods back to house. Sit on porch with beer and watch the woodchucks.
Until they lose control of their truck, hit a tree, and someone dies or is paralyzed, because assholes this stupid will not be buckled up. Then Snaggie goes down for involuntary manslaughter or ag assault.
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Until they lose control of their truck, hit a tree, and someone dies or is paralyzed, because buttholes this stupid will not be buckled up. Then Snaggie goes down for involuntary manslaughter or ag assault.
What do you mean? He was sitting on his porch drinking beer.
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Now where are those dang spike strips? I saw them the other day. I'll bet my boy took em' down to Devin's house. Where is that boy?
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Now where are those dang spike strips? I saw them the other day. I'll bet my boy took em' down to Devin's house. Where is that boy?
There ya go. I just gave the high-level overview of a plan. It's up to you to work out the details.
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I say get you an obnoxious hound dog and take banjo lessons.
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Beware the flaming bags of poop.