Well the next door neighbours ,poor homeschoolwed son who, by the way seems to have a problem with assotiating with good kids threw a party yesterday afternoon and there were all sorts of derelic punks running in and out ,I put up with the hot-rodding punks and loud music and the fact that I know only one of the ten or so were of legal age ,and there was a lot of beer swigging ,and who knows what else . This morning while making coffee one young man was relieving himself outside ,with no concern as to my home. A little later I decided ti till my garden plot.... Damn wheres the 5 gal. gas can ,full of gas? a look over to the party boys and low an behold there it is in the back of one of the trucks parked in the drive. So I called the cops and got a full apology, plus a liers explanation as to I ran out of gas an they brought me the can,funny when I got it back it was still full! My son said it was'nt smart cause now they'll be gunning for me but this is B.S. what is mine is mine and I hate a thieving coward.