Flooded the bathroom. I was running a bath. Went upstairs, got yapping on the phone. Bout 20 mins later I'm thinking... "There's something I need to do." Come downstairs, the bathroom rug is swimming towards me.Put a hole in the front door. My neighbours a few doors down are gypsies and their boy is a terror hawk, he's bout 10. He was riding past our house on his bike banging his hammer on our fence. I warned him like don't do it cos if you break a slack your Mums paying for it. Ten minutes later he rides past doing it again and looking right at me and my sister. I was like cool. He needs to come bk this way to go home. So a little bit later he's coming back down the road. He's banging all the fences with the hammer. But he stops in front our house and spits over the fence and does this little dance, laughing. I grabbed the little f*cker swiftly over the fence and slung him clean across the garden path into the front door. He screamed, got up rubbing his head, cussing "f*cking bitch. f*ck. Bitch." and going red in the face and I did think :shock: "sh*t "at first. Then I was like Good. He chipped out the yard. His mother never did reach round ours to say anyting.
