Honestly, I have lived in more civilised crack houses.
- regularly pick drunk fights in the middle of my street
- have stolen ALL the logos from my husband's sports car
- beat thier maids and think it's our fault
- have stolen our turtles twice, and only returned 70% of them
- cannot play soccer to save thier life
- treat our street as thier own personal drag strip
- own four fucking viscious dogs who bark all day and all night at totally random intervals
- climb into our cars when we forget to lock them, and leave the headlights on.
- Honk ALL THE GODDAMN TIME.
- Cat call and hassle my teenage daughter whenever she leaves the house
- throw rocks at my teenage daughter
- Park in my driveway, blocking my access to the garage and the door.
- After parking all over my yard, clean all the accumulated trash out of thier cars and leave it strewn all over my front yard. THe dumpster/ tip is less than five meteres from the yard.
- Can't play soccer to save thier lives.
- and break into my house.
Yeah, no joke. BREAK INTO MY FUCKING HOUSE.
Today I came back from work, and the maid and adolescent said that they had been hanging laundry (within the walls of our yard) , and returned inside to load more laundry / check facebook. The house maid returned to a fewminutes later and discovered two omani teenagers in our kitchen. IN OUR KITCHEN!!!!
Totally random teenagers.
Whiskey Tango Foxtrot! We dont' know these guys. She grabbed a broom, swung it at them, and they ran.
they could not have wound up there by accident, since they would have had to climb a six-foot boundry wall, walk past the front door, past the side door, and searched the backside of the house for the door that lead to the kitchen in an abviously private villa.
Before you ask... We've called the police, etc...
Anybody want to explain this one, and all the others?
More day after tomorrow.