At around 2:00 p.m., I went outside to just sit and enjoy the outdoors. It was feeling hot and muggy, so I wanted to see if it would rain. Sure enough, it did.
While I was sitting there, I saw a young man sitting outside an apartment that I know belongs to the Gunner Family (http://fbtxghetto.blogspot.com/2013/09/september-20-2013-gunner-family.html). I don't recall seeing him before. As I sat there, the young men "multiplied". Three more poured out of the apartment and the four of them hung out for a bit until I went back inside. I was determined to find out the apartment number and report it to the apartment manager.
Granted, she's not here on Saturdays, but I can still write a note and slip it under the door. She needs to know that there might be illegal tenants in that one bedroom apartment.
Now, back to the young men. They had that macho attitude as they hung out, you know, the "I'm not scared of you. I'm with my homies and we'll bust a piece in your teeth" kind of attitude.
If you're trying to impress me, forget it. I go for a "normal attitude," not the "village idiot tough" or "ghetto" attitude. And if you think you're scaring me, I'll beat the livid crap out of you with every blunt, heavy object I own. And I've got some pretty heavy stone balls to swing around. And after that, I'll chop you up into fish bits, fry them up, and serve you to my cats. You boys have no clue who you're messing with. It's the quiet ones that can be the most lethal, they say.
