I've posted about these guys before, but for those of you who don't know the situation:
There is a big house a few houses down and on the other side of the canal from me which is infested with about 8 twenty-something guys. They somehow got enough of their kind together to rent this house. Anyway, since day one when they moved in about six months ago, they have engaged in complete jackassedness day and night, which has prompted me to write at least one poem about them, as well as contemplate guerilla warfare or selling my house and moving.
So:
Last night we are having a birthday party for my father-in-law at my house, and he came over in his boat, so his boat is tied at my dock. There are about 15 people at the party.
About ten PM or so, I see these guys coming down the canal in a small Boston-Whaler type outboard, towing a larger boat, which is mainly just hull, no cabin, nothing.
These guys get drunk a lot and engage in loud conversations, so one time I overheard them talking about how they were going to take the engine out of the boat, then tow the boat out to sea and sink it.
Well, they get to right before my dock, and just lose control of the towed boat. It starts whipping from side to side in the canal, and there are boats tied up on either side. THe guy who lives across from me recently brought in a 50 foot sailboat with a fresh blue paintjob on the hull.
There is one guy in the towed boat running fore and aft, trying to fend the boat off of the other boats. The guy in the Whaler is jamming it in reverse and forward, trying to keep the tow rope tight.
I hear a crunch as the towed boat hits my neighbor's sailboat, then they get the boat through the gap but it cracks up against my other neighbor's boat, which is on my side of the seawall, then they gun the engine and shoot out to the intercoastal.
This morning I'm cleaning up after the party, and I see a scrape about three feet long on the sailboat. I don't think they hit my father-in-law's boat, but he's going to check it today.
:bash:
There is a big house a few houses down and on the other side of the canal from me which is infested with about 8 twenty-something guys. They somehow got enough of their kind together to rent this house. Anyway, since day one when they moved in about six months ago, they have engaged in complete jackassedness day and night, which has prompted me to write at least one poem about them, as well as contemplate guerilla warfare or selling my house and moving.
So:
Last night we are having a birthday party for my father-in-law at my house, and he came over in his boat, so his boat is tied at my dock. There are about 15 people at the party.
About ten PM or so, I see these guys coming down the canal in a small Boston-Whaler type outboard, towing a larger boat, which is mainly just hull, no cabin, nothing.
These guys get drunk a lot and engage in loud conversations, so one time I overheard them talking about how they were going to take the engine out of the boat, then tow the boat out to sea and sink it.
Well, they get to right before my dock, and just lose control of the towed boat. It starts whipping from side to side in the canal, and there are boats tied up on either side. THe guy who lives across from me recently brought in a 50 foot sailboat with a fresh blue paintjob on the hull.
There is one guy in the towed boat running fore and aft, trying to fend the boat off of the other boats. The guy in the Whaler is jamming it in reverse and forward, trying to keep the tow rope tight.
I hear a crunch as the towed boat hits my neighbor's sailboat, then they get the boat through the gap but it cracks up against my other neighbor's boat, which is on my side of the seawall, then they gun the engine and shoot out to the intercoastal.
This morning I'm cleaning up after the party, and I see a scrape about three feet long on the sailboat. I don't think they hit my father-in-law's boat, but he's going to check it today.
:bash: