After a great morning of driving down to sufacedoctors to pick up my T coupe punk kids ruined my day. Meeting up with John was great. He has some cool stuff and is a great HAMB'r. I was going to work and drove behind the stadium like every other day and CRASH. There were to punks that threw something that damn near came through the windshield. They left there bikes laying where I got to them first then called campus security. The punks got rides home by the city police, seems they couldn't remember their address'. And of course they are denying anything even though I saw them up there and 2 of their other friends said they were up there. Tuesday I get a new windshield thanks to full coverage. Time to try and think about the coupe.
You should have cut all the spokes on there bikes. My dad did road construction for years. He caught 2 kids on dirt bikes tearing the hell out of the freshly seeded sides of the road. He suprised them and they dropped there dirt bikes and he cut every spoke on both bikes. I bet they had fun explaining to there parents what happen to there bikes.
They don't do anything to kids anymore. They got rites?...In my day you could have whipped the're ass, in front of the cops. Then run over the bikes! Takin them home and dad would have whipped them again. Don't get me started!!...............OLDBEET
that sucks! At least the cops got them. So they threw something that hit your car!?!?! or you swerved to miss, man, either way that blows! Had some punk ass gas huffing middle schooler throw a paintball at my freshly painted truck once, luckily no damage since he only threw it, but damn, I got him good. I drove back and waited for him to come out of hiding, then laid the hammer down and came to a screeching halt in the dirt beside the street as he froze like a deer in the headlights. He lied, told me he lived in a house on the other side of the fence, drove over there, his friend snitched him out and pointed to his house. The look on his face when we drove up in front of the house with all his friends standing aorund, then proceeded to march right past him to the door and tell his mother what he'd done. Gold! though it would have been funnier if I called the cops.
There's been a wierd rash of that crap around here lately. I had 3 girls (GIRLS!) huck bottles at me. I was close enough to my car (old cop car) to give chase. Went through the whole "call the police" thing, but I know nothing came of it. I just hope that they pissed themselves while I tried to get the plate number. Some jackass' did the same thing to my brother a week ago. That one's a little better cause we got recon on were they live. Their Mazda might look different come monday morning.
know the feeling... some punk dropped a ball bearing or similar off the overpass and left a perfect quarter sized check on my windscreen at 80 mph. luckily it didnt spiderweb or break, but man was i pissed. couldnt go back and find the little prick, but he'll get his.
that sucks. i think i would have ran the bikes over really slowly so they didn't scratch my paint. when i was young my brother and i were driving down whittier blvd and some punk kids started throwing oranges at the car. i hauled ass around the block just in time to see them run in their house. i pulled up front and knocked on the door and their mother answered and told me her kids would not do that even after i told her we saw them and saw them just run in the house. so about 2 am my brother and i went back and backed the buick up her drivway across the lawn right up to the front door. put it in drive and stood on the gas. that 460 dug a trench from her front door all the way to the driveway then left a nice black burnout trail down the driveway and up the street. that black stipe was there for a loonngg time. if that lady would have just asked her kids to say sorry that would have been good enough for me but by lying she got her lawn rototilled.
I know the car I am about to talk about is not a board allowed item. However it fits into this scenario. I have a 67 Mustang that I put a new part on once a month. By the time I am 40 I will have a nice Mustang. Anyways my little brother had a few of his friends out and they were shooting some of our guns. Well one of them took a 9mm carbine and gave the passenger side rear quarter three new speed holes. The worst part was the cluster panel I got sits in the trunk and one slug found its way into it. Now when I noticed the holes I asked my little brother well i should say tortured cause I beat it out of him. He said which friend did it. I talked with his dad and he said its no big deal cause the car is junk!!!!!!! The car sits under a tarp and sits on jackstands!!!! Its haggard but not junk. Not liking that answer I used riot cop pepper spray paintballs and shot the shit out of that little prick. I felt alot better but the cars quarter still has damage. Press charges thats all I can tell you and ask for a copy of the police report. If the cops don't do anything at least you will have their names. I will be in Minneapolis on the 26th and could loan you a nice Spider TL with a few pepper spray rounds..........
had my car dicked with at college a couple times. cops loved it when I reported it. basicly it ment if they caught ANYONE dicking around in the lot with a car (stealing stereos cds or whatever) they could nail them for anything else in the week or so time period. plus by reporting it it ment they had crimes to report to help them gain more patrols in the area.
I had some ass hat little fucker back into my old A Roadster in the street. He got out of his shitbox Hyundai, saw the damage then go to take off. I was standing about 20 ft from him when it happened. I didn't call the cops, just beat the snot out of him. 10 Years of Army SF teaches you a thing or two. He was still sitting in the gutter twenty minutes latter when I drove back. Bet he thinks twice now when reversing. Brings a smile to my face every time I think about it, even if it did cost me a new headlight and grill shell.
My co worker said his car was backed into while his daughter had it at college. The punk left a note "I am writing this because people are watching. Good Luck" He must have big balls. The police are doing what they can and hoped that I could atleast see restitution.
If tey're underage, get restitution from their parents. Law usually says parents are responsible for the actions of minors in their charge. Got my ass whipped a few times back in the day. Usually twice, once when caught and again when dad got home! I still remember mom saying "Wait til your father gets home!" jerry
I had snotnosed rich kid screw with my car about 10 years ago ('66 Buick Skylark Convertible) in college... It was in primer with baby moons (red wheels, so it was ol skool !?!) and krylon fire out of the fendervents at the time. It didn't fit in with all of the firebirds, camaros and mustangs. The asshole bent my antena and spray painted a huge peace sign on the hood and something I can't remember on the fender. After i figured out who it was, I took my 9mm and shot 2 holes in the drivers side door while it was parked at a bar... I put a note under the windshield wiper that read "NEXT TIME THE BULLETS WILL BE IN YOUR FUCKING HEAD! DON'T EVER FUCK WITH ANOTHER MAN'S AUTOMOBILE!" I ran into that prick at the same bar last year during homecoming... He was still scared of me... And I'll bet he still has respect for other peoples property. Doubt i could get away with it now, but it sure made me feel better at the time.
I always tell my kids....."If you feel the need to report me to the police for discipline, That you describe as abuse....When I get out of jail you will CLEARLY learn the difference between discipline and ABUSE" so far so good .......
Carleton in Northfield. Damn townie kids. The players on the football team offered to fix 'em. I guess I take good care of the boys for them to offer that.
I caught some kids the other day taking a peek in my garage window while they were cutting across my lawn, they didn't see me leaving the house just as they were walking up...now I may only be 26 years old, but I'm the grumpiest old motherfucker when it comes to people on my property, especially when it involves my garage...I took a piece of charcoal from the open bag next to the door (I was grilling the night before around 3am) and threw it at the side of the garage RIGHT NEXT TO HIS HEAD...the two schmucks turned around and stared at me with a deer in the headlights gaze when I pointed at them and said "get the FUCK out of here before I..." and they were already running by that time...it's nice to be 6'4 375 pounds and well dressed in tattoos...if they come back peeking into my garage they're gonna get a hell of a lot worse than some yelling...
I had some kids throw rock hard iceballs at me once in my '60 as I was coming home from a temp job. I drove back, they'd hitailed it inside. So I found their own ammo and busted out most of the porch windows. Fuckers. Last time I went by that house it had changed hands, but it no longer has any porch windows in it. There's a reason I keep an old camshaft laying on the front floor of the car, now...
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