uh oh

Aw hell....

You know the neighborhood thugs? The ones I've been sorta kinda taunting? Turns out those gunshots I heard in the wee hours last Wednesday actually went INTO someone. In the house right behind mine.

That shit ain't cool.

I'm starting a calvary. Bring your horses, spears, legions (not lesions, please leave those at home), minions, and canteens to my house at oh-8 hundred Saturday. The crack should be wearing off by that hour, we'll catch 'em drowsy.

Maybe I'll recruit Patio Man. I haven't seen him lately, not since the rain got his chairs all wet. At least he's not a crack-slingin', ass-cappin' thug.

I was going to paint over their tags on the sidewalk this week. Maybe I'll wait till shit cools down.