Go Back to The Projects!!!

Have You ever wanted to shout "Go back to da projects!" to one of your neighbors?

Well, I came REALLY close to it last night...

The Kids were finally asleep, and I'm trying to enjoy some Law and Order when all of the sudden I heard what sounded like a prison break. My neighbors a few houses down were standing in the middle of the street with what looked like crow bars and pipes in their hands...They (who are all above the age of consent, and reason) were standing in their cut offs, and wife beaters (and no Bras of course...yummy) cussing and carrying on. All you hear is F this, and You B That, and M - effer this, and Imma Kick this, and Imma do that. It was ridiculous!

Apparently, there was a group of girls down at the corner that they wanted to fight but were too afraid to confront. So they stood there provoking (or at least trying to) these girls. I go out to gather my lawn tools (I don't want my fingerprints on any shovel or rake used in an incident- I really already have enough crap to worry about, a conviction is not welcome!) and I notice that this group of girls are all WOMEN! most of them my age, and some older, the group even included a few grandmas (you know the ones that are grandma's at like 32) and their loud mouth rowdy rowdy piper kids...

What I don't get is this: If you wanna fight someone so bad why not just do it?? I mean I'm not by nature the type of person who will just run up and hit someone (even though I have in the past), but I ain't no punk either! I'm just saying... My motto is very simple, don't argue with or threaten someone you ain't ready to fight. The other thing I don't understand is why you gotta bring all that drama to the front of your house... Whaddyaretahded?? I mean for real ain't there some saying about not shi**ing where you sleep??

All I'm saying is take that project mentality (the brass knuckles, pipes, and cutoffs) back to the projects with pookie and man-man. It ain't welcome here