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spacedog · 03-04-2002, 07:57 AM

I used to live in an all dominican neighborhood.
At the time, I had a restored 72 GS convertible. There was no off street parking. After the first couple of days of parking on the street, I started to notice scratches all over the car.. I'd catch these dope dealing thugs leaning on it, sitting on it, ect.. I was constantly opening my door, yelling out to these motherfuckers to get off the car.. One day, I found my stereo gone & my brand new convertible top sliced open & the ignition popped.. I was fucking pissed.. I called the cops & the fuckers said nothing they could do, they'd file a report. I thought the least they could do was look for prints & do their fucking job, anyway, as usual, they were useless. I had to take matters into my own hands.
I dont remember what the shit was called, but I had a box this stuff in my closet that I found on the railroad tracks a few years back, these little round clayish type thingies, that when compressed & then decompressed make a very lound BOOM!!
I took some of these little clayie thingies & put them between the doors of my car, & I purposely left the doors unlocked..well, sure enough, one night, I heard a BIG BOOM!! I was at the door with a shotgun aimed at the fuckers like a fucking mainiac.. STAY THE FUCK AWAY from my car.., all these dirty fucking dominicans were screwing away like the roaches they are... An hour later, the cops were at my door saying they got a complaint that I was shooting at the roaches..lol..those pukes thought the BOOM was from the shotgun..lol
Of course the cops didnt want to do their job..
I told em what happened & showed em all the damage to the car, etc & they were sympatheitc to my motives, but they wanted the shotgun.. fine with me, cuz the shotgun was a fake. it was a replica of a shotgun that shot little plastic pellets,lol, so I handed it over.. for the next several months, these little fuckers never came near my house, my car , or me.. When I walked down the street, the fuckers would cross to the other side to avoid crossing my path, & I'd hear under thier breath to each other.. "there's that crazy white boy"..lol

You were in the right.. fuck your neighbor.. If I were him, I'd be appreciative that I had a neighbor who was looking out for my interests.. Damn, I wish someone would've caught the fuckers slicing my brand new convertible top..

03-04-2002, 07:57 AM
spacedog Yes that IS me. Bitch. Industry Role: Join Date: Nov 2001 Posts: 14,149	I used to live in an all dominican neighborhood. At the time, I had a restored 72 GS convertible. There was no off street parking. After the first couple of days of parking on the street, I started to notice scratches all over the car.. I'd catch these dope dealing thugs leaning on it, sitting on it, ect.. I was constantly opening my door, yelling out to these motherfuckers to get off the car.. One day, I found my stereo gone & my brand new convertible top sliced open & the ignition popped.. I was fucking pissed.. I called the cops & the fuckers said nothing they could do, they'd file a report. I thought the least they could do was look for prints & do their fucking job, anyway, as usual, they were useless. I had to take matters into my own hands. I dont remember what the shit was called, but I had a box this stuff in my closet that I found on the railroad tracks a few years back, these little round clayish type thingies, that when compressed & then decompressed make a very lound BOOM!! I took some of these little clayie thingies & put them between the doors of my car, & I purposely left the doors unlocked..well, sure enough, one night, I heard a BIG BOOM!! I was at the door with a shotgun aimed at the fuckers like a fucking mainiac.. STAY THE FUCK AWAY from my car.., all these dirty fucking dominicans were screwing away like the roaches they are... An hour later, the cops were at my door saying they got a complaint that I was shooting at the roaches..lol..those pukes thought the BOOM was from the shotgun..lol Of course the cops didnt want to do their job.. I told em what happened & showed em all the damage to the car, etc & they were sympatheitc to my motives, but they wanted the shotgun.. fine with me, cuz the shotgun was a fake. it was a replica of a shotgun that shot little plastic pellets,lol, so I handed it over.. for the next several months, these little fuckers never came near my house, my car , or me.. When I walked down the street, the fuckers would cross to the other side to avoid crossing my path, & I'd hear under thier breath to each other.. "there's that crazy white boy"..lol You were in the right.. fuck your neighbor.. If I were him, I'd be appreciative that I had a neighbor who was looking out for my interests.. Damn, I wish someone would've caught the fuckers slicing my brand new convertible top..