Why I missed the end of the Sacto game.....

[Drbio]

So there I am all excited that I finally get to watch a game. Yes...Waco cable couldn't even screw up the broadcast. However, I end up getting called back to work and I miss the entire first half. bummer. So there I am settling in for the end of game excitement...I have my laptop, my drink, some chips....all is good.

There are five minutes and some change left in the game when I suddenly hear this popping noise...a loud one come from out in front of my house. I have a pretty good Christmas display going out there...hey...the kids love it you know.....so I knew what had happened.

Three little jackoff teenagers thought it would be funny to pop my inflatable Snow Globe. I bolt out the door and one little bastard is standing next to another yard decoration and he sees me barrelling down on him. If the little sh*t wouldn't have had about a thirty yard head start I would have gotten him. He runs like a scared little bizatch and literally dives into a waiting truck which speeds away. As the truck makes the corner I hear another noise that sounds like a .22 shot.

I've been in instant situations like this before...many times...and have always had the ability to remain level headed. I got the license plate number of the truck, a description and of course some info on the little rabbit turd bastard that popped my snow globe and ran away.

I call the police and tell them what happened. They respond, run the palte, call the residence registered to the truck and BAMO! There was one PISSED OFF momma at the other end of the line. Oh man was she pissed. She starts telling the police about her dipshit son and his yahoo friends. Turns them all in and wants my address so she can come over and write me a check.

As I type this, the police are waiting at the kids house to pick him and stuff his ass in jail. This was a class B misdemeanor and I told them that I expected these kids to be charged. If the kids fess up immediately, I will drop the charges IF they agree to spend 50 hours each as volunteers at either Compassion Ministries (a battered family shelter) or Caritas (a nondenominational assistance agency here) AND write me a letter of apology AND pay for the dmage. Otherwise.....jail time bizatches.

Anyways....I guess I am getting softer as I age. Had I caught that kid there would have been an ambulance ride. I'm actually glad it played out this way instead because I would have pummeled him. The mom never flinched...never told me she thought I was being harsh or anything. It's nice to see the police do good and a mother step up and expect better from her son and his friends.

I should know more tomorrow. I never did find out what the shot-like sound was......the police thought it might have been an air rifle.