Then there's a duplex across the street, which houses a bunch of retarded teenages. The have a party every weekend, and they like to hang out in the street, and drunk people aren't usually quiet. I guess they have some anger issues, because there's almost always a fist fight... Like yesterday at 2am!
I hear yelling, you could telling there was a fight. I look out the window and a guy has his buddy on the ground pounding his face. I don't mind this so much, I personally hope they kill each other. So I watch them fight for about 5 minutes before the other friends break it up, at this point I think they knew they better leave, so they did.
I guess one of the other neighbors are getting tired of it to, because the cops showed up. I guess they didn't do anything, because they left 5 minutes later.
This was a nice little area. Were at the end of a dead of a dead end street, 99% of the people on my street are respectable, nice, hard working people... and then we have this stupid f*cks.
I think the next time they fight I'm going to go out and hand them a couple of knifes, maybe if they don't kill each other they'll at least put me out of my misery....