There was a drug house across the street from me once. You’d see people in and out all day/night.
One perfect sunday morning, I heard a commotion. Some dude was pissed the dealer stole his money and was trying to bang the door down. It goes on for a bit, until I see the dealer come out the back with a baseball bat, the guy ran off the property to where is car is parked, and called the police on him lmao they called the police on themselves.
Both were arrested. And the drug house was done for, thank goodness. Wildly entertaining.
I’ve lived next to an dealer too. He got evicted after a few calls to the police (it was social housing).
There was a drug house across the street from me once. You’d see people in and out all day/night. One perfect sunday morning, I heard a commotion. Some dude was pissed the dealer stole his money and was trying to bang the door down. It goes on for a bit, until I see the dealer come out the back with a baseball bat, the guy ran off the property to where is car is parked, and called the police on him lmao they called the police on themselves.
Both were arrested. And the drug house was done for, thank goodness. Wildly entertaining.