I grew up on 26 acres in the country, about half an hour from town. When I went to college, I’d never been toilet-papered, egged, or prank called. We’ve been living in town five years now and repeatedly had our cars egged, keyed, and yogurted (yes, once someone threw an entire container of yogurt on E’s car). This morning E came back into the house almost as soon as he had left for work, saying his car wouldn’t start and he needed to take the van. I am really glad he took the van, because the passenger side of his car had been spray-painted with obscenities, and he wouldn’t have noticed it until he’d already driven to several clients’ offices.
That’s one thing I’m NOT going to miss when we move back out to the country.
Posted on July 17th, 2007 by Dove
Filed under: Rants
Oh my goodness! I’ve never had anything egged, toilet-papered, yogurted keyed, or spray-painted. That sounds horrible!
Oh My Goush!! The only thing that has every happend to us is toilet-papered!
What are y’all going to do?
Yeah, I wasn’t really excited about it. Truth be told, I started thinking of really evil things to do to catch and repay the kids that did this. Not proud of it, but there you are.
I just finished spending about an hour scrubbing it off with a push broom and a pressure washer. It isn’t perfect, but it wasn’t before either.
I hope that I can get to the point where I can forgive them the way that others have forgiven me for the stupid, senseless and cruel things I have done. I have done far worse than this, and didn’t even really realize it until I wrote that last sentence.