Yesterday at about 11 am while we were loading up to go to Half Moon Bay, there was a huge explosion on the side of the house. We (my mom and dad, my Aunt and Uncle, Drew and me) all went running outside expecting a house to be on fire - It was LOUD!
We could see smoke drifting down the street as we looked around and whole bunch of neighbors came out of their houses.
There was no sign of fire or other catastrophe.
But when I looked down the streeet I saw 3 teenagers walking away from the area of the boom.
I told Drew to hop in the truck - we were going to talk to them.
We took off, pulled up next to them and Drew said, "hey guys, did you hear that explosion?"
They were immediately shifty eyed and gave us some very vague answers, like "oh yea, it was back that way" but pointing to a direction away from our house.
I then said, "so what was it, an M-80?" and they were all shifty eyed and nervous.
Then Drew pulls this whopper, "hey guys, we can just go pull the video from our camera and see that it was you, so just tell us."
And then I added, "So you have two choices, talk to us about it, or we give our video to the police and let them handle it. We just want to know what it was."
At this point, one of the kids is talking to another one saying "just tell them it was us."
At which point Drew says, "I can hear you!" (And I giggled)
So finally, they fess us and tell us that it was them and it was "a little firecracker".
So I respond and tell them that they scared the shit out of my old neighbors and to do stupid stuff like that somewhere else where there is not a bunch of people.
Then Drew added this zinger, "don't do stupid stuff and go to school, just GO TO SCHOOL!"
HAHAHA - look who turned into Mr Mature - telling kids to go to school!
And off the went.
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