“So, we were outside. I took my lawn chair and put it on the sidewalk where I
always sit and watch them outside when they’re playing. They were out
maybe an hour and a half, two hours and got tired. We came inside,
started getting their pajamas on them and getting ready for the end of
our day, and about 30 minutes after that I looked out my window and see a
La Porte police officer at the end of my driveway.”
We had a neighbor like that....
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The policeman told my Mom that my little brother was old enough to ride his bike on our street...
it took over two months to straighten things out with Social Services though... bad neighbors can make life Hell...
There isn't much that I despise more than busybody bitches that want to squack and cackle about other people's business. They don't realize that the only reason that they do is because they are trying to stifle any self awareness of their own pathetic and meaningless existence.
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