A new apparently familial unit has moved into the rental duplex next door to us.
A woman, her kids (near as I can figure about 3 or 4 of'em), and her boyfriend.
She seems OK and the boyfriend appears to be alright too but if the teenage boy over there doesn't learn to appreciate my desire to not have to listen to his too-loud vile-language gangsta rap, the whole family may have to hear about how "I don't want to go back to jail and I sure don't want to hurt anybody, but when people disrespect me something, like, clicks in my head and I lose control..."
Posted by Roger at May 14, 2003 12:01 PMI never know how serious to take stuff like this. Remembering Rodger,
I can definitely see the humor in it.