TrailBeast
AKA Mopars4us on Youtube
My wife, kids and I have lived in this house for over 15 years, and it was a nice quiet neighborhood away from the main roads.
We moved to Arizona to get away from the usual BS in Cal.
(Like a 15 year old opening up on the basketball courts at my then 13 year old daughter's school ,via drive by with a 12 gauge)
That was just the last straw.
Our neighbors here were all older people and couples that were quiet and either worked or were retired, so we bought the place we live in and it's been pretty nice.
A couple of monthes ago a young couple moved into a bank repo across the street.
A nice and fairly quiet young family with a couple of small kids that they keep a really close eye on when they are outside.
I like to keep to myself and want others (neighbors) to do the same, as I don't want to be talking to people all the time or feel that I have to wave at everyone all freakin day just because I want to go outside.
So, one day I finally did end up talking to the guy across the street because I saw him fighting with his car and not seeming to know what he was doing. (Turns out he didn't)
Anyway, he tells me that some friends of his are moving into the house next door to him, and I think "Hmm, maybe if we're lucky they will be nice quiet people and sorta keep to themselves like the rest of us in the neighborhood do.
NOT!
This family that moved in must have 15 people (mixed brown and black and white with 4-5 adults and a shitload of screaming no manners little firetruckheads) and even the adults are total loudmouth lowlife scumbags.
All the kids out in the street at 6:00 am running around screaming and fighting and crying and throwing **** all over like empty soda bottles and cans and trash and toys, then walk off and leave it all laying in the street or drainage ditches.
Most anytime an adult says anything to the kids it's usually a REALLY loud demand of some sort like GET THE F BACK IN THE HOUSE!!! that can be heard for a block.
Next thing ya know all these little firetruckers and thier friends are playing in our front yard, hanging on the back of my Nissan pickup and talikin **** to each other with language that would make a hooker blush.
So I walk out front and stand there not saying anything for a min and they all kinda mosey back acroos the street into thier own yard.
Last night the kids and a couple of the adults were out in the street throwing a basketball around and I see a white Pitbull crossing my yard and stopping by to piss on the wheels of the cars out front, so I go out the front door and this F'n Pitbull is on my porch growling at me.
My first thought was to go in and get my Colt 357 mag and blow that sum bitches head right off. (I was pretty pissed)
The people look over and see the dog on my porch and say/do nothing. WTF?
I say "HEY" and one of the guys looks over and I point my finger at the dog like it was gun and drop my thumb down (you know, like a pistol hammer) and the guy calls the dog.
The dog pays no attention to the guy (GREAT, a Pit that won't mind)
Finally the guy comes over and picks the dog up and takes him back across the street. (I never said a word while he did it) just stood there looking at him.
GHETTO MENTALITY is what this is called.
No respect for others privacy or property.
Scream profanities at the kids outside.
Throw your **** down around the neighborhood and leave it.
Parties and cars in and out almost every night till 4-5am.
I'm pretty sure one of the people has a job because a truck drives up at 5:30am and honks the horn for someone to come out.
LOWLIFE ****!
GHETTO MENTALITY!
And now a lower property value.
RANT OVER
We moved to Arizona to get away from the usual BS in Cal.
(Like a 15 year old opening up on the basketball courts at my then 13 year old daughter's school ,via drive by with a 12 gauge)
That was just the last straw.
Our neighbors here were all older people and couples that were quiet and either worked or were retired, so we bought the place we live in and it's been pretty nice.
A couple of monthes ago a young couple moved into a bank repo across the street.
A nice and fairly quiet young family with a couple of small kids that they keep a really close eye on when they are outside.
I like to keep to myself and want others (neighbors) to do the same, as I don't want to be talking to people all the time or feel that I have to wave at everyone all freakin day just because I want to go outside.
So, one day I finally did end up talking to the guy across the street because I saw him fighting with his car and not seeming to know what he was doing. (Turns out he didn't)
Anyway, he tells me that some friends of his are moving into the house next door to him, and I think "Hmm, maybe if we're lucky they will be nice quiet people and sorta keep to themselves like the rest of us in the neighborhood do.
NOT!
This family that moved in must have 15 people (mixed brown and black and white with 4-5 adults and a shitload of screaming no manners little firetruckheads) and even the adults are total loudmouth lowlife scumbags.
All the kids out in the street at 6:00 am running around screaming and fighting and crying and throwing **** all over like empty soda bottles and cans and trash and toys, then walk off and leave it all laying in the street or drainage ditches.
Most anytime an adult says anything to the kids it's usually a REALLY loud demand of some sort like GET THE F BACK IN THE HOUSE!!! that can be heard for a block.
Next thing ya know all these little firetruckers and thier friends are playing in our front yard, hanging on the back of my Nissan pickup and talikin **** to each other with language that would make a hooker blush.
So I walk out front and stand there not saying anything for a min and they all kinda mosey back acroos the street into thier own yard.
Last night the kids and a couple of the adults were out in the street throwing a basketball around and I see a white Pitbull crossing my yard and stopping by to piss on the wheels of the cars out front, so I go out the front door and this F'n Pitbull is on my porch growling at me.
My first thought was to go in and get my Colt 357 mag and blow that sum bitches head right off. (I was pretty pissed)
The people look over and see the dog on my porch and say/do nothing. WTF?
I say "HEY" and one of the guys looks over and I point my finger at the dog like it was gun and drop my thumb down (you know, like a pistol hammer) and the guy calls the dog.
The dog pays no attention to the guy (GREAT, a Pit that won't mind)
Finally the guy comes over and picks the dog up and takes him back across the street. (I never said a word while he did it) just stood there looking at him.
GHETTO MENTALITY is what this is called.
No respect for others privacy or property.
Scream profanities at the kids outside.
Throw your **** down around the neighborhood and leave it.
Parties and cars in and out almost every night till 4-5am.
I'm pretty sure one of the people has a job because a truck drives up at 5:30am and honks the horn for someone to come out.
LOWLIFE ****!
GHETTO MENTALITY!
And now a lower property value.
RANT OVER
