I've noticed that the Pantry Punishers haven't been cruel to their kitchen area the past couple of days. Maybe it's happening when I'm running errands?
Today, the Upstairs Stomper seemed more quiet too.
But unfortunately for me, the Banging Brood are still noisy little terrors. They still beat and bang after curfew, when I'm attempting sleep. And they're still giving the shared wall a horrific beating. And that proves that the officer that spoke to me September 27, 2013 was full of their lies. He claimed that the Banging Brood doesn't pound on the shared wall "out of respect for you". And I told him to his face they're liars. They still do it, as was demonstrated just today.
I would love to be sympathetic to their plight on a rainy day. But I'm not. Do you know why? I was able to do QUIET THINGS on rainy days when I was their age. I didn't dare disturb my father while he slept, or my backside would get blistered with a belt. I learned real quick that noise equaled lots of pain on my posterior.
And given the fact that their noises are deliberate acts of revenge should bring the law down on their mother's head. But the cops don't care unless *I* do something.
Not to worry though. I'm spreading the word to other parts of the country that maybe the locals in those areas avoid Farmers Branch, TX for their own good. Yes indeed, Farmers Branch--your tourist dollars--in another city's wallet.
