A few minutes ago I literally told some kids to get off of my lawn.

I did this as well. It was on the Washington Beltway during evening rush hour. I pulled across 3 lanes of bumper-to-bumper traffic. Not my brightest move.

I used to yell from our porch at people cutting across my lawn to get to the alley in the back.

Apparently it really does make a difference, health-wise, if you get a diet soda with that burger and fries.

Well, I’m a diabetic, so regular soda, aka flavored sugar water, is straight out.

I’ve been doing this for years… Since I was 30, in fact.

The year I moved to my current residence, I noticed a 5th grade kid walking between my house and our neighbors to get to the school that was on the street behind us. By the time I was able to get outside to talk to him he was gone. The very next day, I was sitting on my screened-in back porch when the same kid came walking between our houses again. The following exchange took place:

Me: Excuse me!
Kid: <<surprised look>>
Me: Is there a reason you have to cut through my yard?
Kid: No.
Me: Then don’t do it. This is private property.
Kid: <<He sulks away>>

I didn’t have a problem with him since.

Volunteer at your local animal shelter. You can get all the cat & kitten loving you can handle, and then go home at the end of your shift.

Wood sticks, about 4" high across the area, with a wire across the top connected to an electric fencer.

Make it a double Quarter Pounder with cheese and Diet Coke and I’ll be there. :slight_smile:

I found myself thinking a guy on TV should PULL UP HIS PANTS during that skinny jeans with saggy butt trend.

I said “sure as shootin’” the other day. Yeah…
Gget the bag of hard candies, its going to be a long night.

No, you’re still young.

Unless you had curlers in your hair – THEN you are middle-aged!

Make sure it’s not a new bag, but a bag from at least the 90s, and includes root beer barrels with the wrappers stuck to them.