Urinate on the miserable turd
When I was a kid we used to play in a back alleyway a few streets from ours, there was a cluster of trees in the middle and we dug it out and made a little army camp. We had a lot of fun in there until this old cunt, came along, tried to tell us it was his private property and that we should fuck off. Undeterred we carried on playing there. He tried to deter us by putting rusty syringes and glass there, which we removed and left in front of his garage.
Then he even bothered to mix up stones and cement and he even filled the hole up. We let it set and then took it out with hammers and chisels we appropratied from various dads.
We left the rubble against his garage which scratched the paintwork allegedly and pleased us.
He seemed to give up but still tried to intimidate us. One day I climbed to the top of one of the trees in this group. I could see over the tops of the houses and see our house. While up there I neede to take a piss so I got my little boys willy out and let spray. Mid through this pleasure, (It is so hard to stop when you have started) old fucker came along on his moped. I realised I was pissing down on him. It was a beautiful hot summers day, not a cloud in sight and as I peeped down at him trying not to get spotted I saw him looking up, wondering where these drops were coming from.

I am so proud, 5 minutes later I climbed down and ran to my friends boasting of my achievement.
(booionic, Fri 6 May 2005, 11:28, Reply)