If I have to beat my neighbors kid... again, and blame it on the garbage man, then I might just have to move. One of these days, that kid is gonna remember something when he wakes up at the hospital. I'm not sure, but I think he already kinda has, you know...subconsiusly, or whatever. He started screaming at the hospital when he saw me. His parents just think it's brain damage... THANK GOD FOR BRAIN DAMAGE! But, I mean, what can I do!? I told him not to walk on my grass, basketball or not! He has to learn! He has to learn!
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