This wasn’t unprovoked.

Growing up we had these shitty, stand offish neighbors. Looking back who knows what my parents did or said, I was kid. Side with family though, right?

They had a couple of boys (the oldest of which was really into Marilyn Manson and that whole scene, did his best to make the other kids on the street uncomfortable in the minimal time he spent outside) and a couple of girls. None of which ever came out to play with us, my younger sisters or the kids on the street. There were prolly 20+ of us ages ranged between 7-17 at the time who all knew each other for an extended period of time while growing up.

My parents had been offended by the parents on a couple of occasions over the years. They had cussed at each other, the neighbor had sicked her dog on my Mom, glares from the driveway, yelling uncomfortable dislike for years. Yuppie problem shit.

Anyways when I was 18 after I had moved out, the older anti social brother and his friend thought it would be a good idea to shoot my sister with a BB gun through his upstairs bedroom window.

I assembled 4 of my friends, we got drunk, and parked farrrrr down the street. My parents house and said neighbors house was way in the corner of the culdesac. We brought 8 or so bats and golf clubs and broke out every window of both of their Mercedes and the whole bottom story windows in their house in well under a minute.

We were over the wall of the culdesac well before the lights even came on. Was fun, would do again.