UncleBuck
Well-Known Member
so i'm standing on my porch, out of view from anyone coming down the street from the north. specifically, it was a middle aged hispanic male in darker clothing, riding a teenager's BMX bike with a large backpack, his protruding cheekbones and withered skin clearly displaying his years of meth use.
his nose was up in the air, and just as he got to about my property line, he must have caught a huge whiff and his face lit up with a smile. his eyes stayed on my property and towards my greenhouse as he rode slowly by.
i had a good notion of what was gonna happen next, so i went out back and waited for him to ride by on the road behind my house. like clockwork, there he came, slowly riding by, trying to peer past my neighbors' driveways and my withering sunflowers and into my backyard.
i decided he needed to know that i knew what he was up to.
"you lost?" i screamed.
he just put his head down and rode away at that point. i'll be keeping my eye out for that asshole tweeker.
told my neighbors about the guy and they've seen him around before too.
his nose was up in the air, and just as he got to about my property line, he must have caught a huge whiff and his face lit up with a smile. his eyes stayed on my property and towards my greenhouse as he rode slowly by.
i had a good notion of what was gonna happen next, so i went out back and waited for him to ride by on the road behind my house. like clockwork, there he came, slowly riding by, trying to peer past my neighbors' driveways and my withering sunflowers and into my backyard.
i decided he needed to know that i knew what he was up to.
"you lost?" i screamed.
he just put his head down and rode away at that point. i'll be keeping my eye out for that asshole tweeker.
told my neighbors about the guy and they've seen him around before too.