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<blockquote data-quote="THAT Gurl" data-source="post: 4096553" data-attributes="member: 45551"><p>Yep. We lived in a townhouse right off Wilshire and Lyrewood. I wound up in this house because of a perfect storm -- my deadbeat boyfriend told me and I quote "You will NEVER be able to buy a house without my help." Then the principle at Tulakes did her thing. Finally, a kid of color showed up at my front door one evening to tell me he needed to be paid to make sure my townhouse didn't get broken into while I was at work. He was all of 9, maybe 10. That poor kid was white as the driven snow after I got done with him. </p><p></p><p>A couple of days after that my middle son came home and said "Hey, mom, what did you say to Elrod (not his real name)? He said to ask you if he can walk home from school and stay with us until you get home because the 6th graders are trying to shake him down for money." Lol I was reluctant to get involved but I went down to his house (which was WAY closer to the school than we were) and chatted with her a bit. She was a really nice lady. Elrod started walking home to my townhouse with the boys and they all did their homework and played video games until I got home and then I took Elrod home. </p><p></p><p>The 6th graders followed the boys home one afternoon. When they banged on the door, my deadbeat boyfriend (one of the few times I was glad he was a deadbeat lol) who looked exactly like he could have been a member of the Sons opened the door. Boys said he had JUST gotten out of bed so his hair was wild as ****, he had on a pair of jeans and his boots, but no shirt and a cigarette hanging out of his mouth. <img class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" alt="😂" title="Face with tears of joy :joy:" src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f602.png" data-shortname=":joy:" /><img class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" alt="😂" title="Face with tears of joy :joy:" src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f602.png" data-shortname=":joy:" /><img class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" alt="😂" title="Face with tears of joy :joy:" src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f602.png" data-shortname=":joy:" /> Apparently the 6th graders tried to play it off like they had knocked on the wrong door. <img class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" alt="😂" title="Face with tears of joy :joy:" src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f602.png" data-shortname=":joy:" /><img class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" alt="😂" title="Face with tears of joy :joy:" src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f602.png" data-shortname=":joy:" /><img class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" alt="😂" title="Face with tears of joy :joy:" src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f602.png" data-shortname=":joy:" /></p><p></p><p>Deadbeat knew what was going on so he laid it on thick. <img class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" alt="💀" title="Skull :skull:" src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f480.png" data-shortname=":skull:" /><img class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" alt="💀" title="Skull :skull:" src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f480.png" data-shortname=":skull:" /><img class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" alt="💀" title="Skull :skull:" src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f480.png" data-shortname=":skull:" /><img class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" alt="💀" title="Skull :skull:" src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f480.png" data-shortname=":skull:" /></p><p></p><p>Elrod and the boys said the 6th graders never bothered them again -- and were going around telling everyone that they were ALL buddies now ... <img class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" alt="😂" title="Face with tears of joy :joy:" src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f602.png" data-shortname=":joy:" /><img class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" alt="😂" title="Face with tears of joy :joy:" src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f602.png" data-shortname=":joy:" /><img class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" alt="😂" title="Face with tears of joy :joy:" src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f602.png" data-shortname=":joy:" /><img class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" alt="😂" title="Face with tears of joy :joy:" src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f602.png" data-shortname=":joy:" /></p><p></p><p>I wonder what ever happened to that kid. <img class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" alt="🤔" title="Thinking face :thinking:" src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f914.png" data-shortname=":thinking:" /><img class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" alt="🤔" title="Thinking face :thinking:" src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f914.png" data-shortname=":thinking:" /><img class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" alt="🤔" title="Thinking face :thinking:" src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f914.png" data-shortname=":thinking:" /> His parents seemed like decent people. Dad had gotten hurt at work a couple years earlier and was in a really bad way. Story was he was as good as he was gonna get. She left her job to stay home and take care of him and their 4 kids. I'm sure he got a motherlode settlement, and was drawing disability by the time I met them but it was clear that they were a lot like me -- in over their heads and just not sure what else to do but just make the best of it.</p><p></p><p>And for the life of me, I never understood why Elrod's mom didn't just handle the 6th graders. Except there was no way her husband could have presented the same intimidation factor Jeff did. And she was a really quiet gal -- I dunno if she ever even raised her voice. Ever. In her life. Lol</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="THAT Gurl, post: 4096553, member: 45551"] Yep. We lived in a townhouse right off Wilshire and Lyrewood. I wound up in this house because of a perfect storm -- my deadbeat boyfriend told me and I quote "You will NEVER be able to buy a house without my help." Then the principle at Tulakes did her thing. Finally, a kid of color showed up at my front door one evening to tell me he needed to be paid to make sure my townhouse didn't get broken into while I was at work. He was all of 9, maybe 10. That poor kid was white as the driven snow after I got done with him. A couple of days after that my middle son came home and said "Hey, mom, what did you say to Elrod (not his real name)? He said to ask you if he can walk home from school and stay with us until you get home because the 6th graders are trying to shake him down for money." Lol I was reluctant to get involved but I went down to his house (which was WAY closer to the school than we were) and chatted with her a bit. She was a really nice lady. Elrod started walking home to my townhouse with the boys and they all did their homework and played video games until I got home and then I took Elrod home. The 6th graders followed the boys home one afternoon. When they banged on the door, my deadbeat boyfriend (one of the few times I was glad he was a deadbeat lol) who looked exactly like he could have been a member of the Sons opened the door. Boys said he had JUST gotten out of bed so his hair was wild as ****, he had on a pair of jeans and his boots, but no shirt and a cigarette hanging out of his mouth. 😂😂😂 Apparently the 6th graders tried to play it off like they had knocked on the wrong door. 😂😂😂 Deadbeat knew what was going on so he laid it on thick. 💀💀💀💀 Elrod and the boys said the 6th graders never bothered them again -- and were going around telling everyone that they were ALL buddies now ... 😂😂😂😂 I wonder what ever happened to that kid. 🤔🤔🤔 His parents seemed like decent people. Dad had gotten hurt at work a couple years earlier and was in a really bad way. Story was he was as good as he was gonna get. She left her job to stay home and take care of him and their 4 kids. I'm sure he got a motherlode settlement, and was drawing disability by the time I met them but it was clear that they were a lot like me -- in over their heads and just not sure what else to do but just make the best of it. And for the life of me, I never understood why Elrod's mom didn't just handle the 6th graders. Except there was no way her husband could have presented the same intimidation factor Jeff did. And she was a really quiet gal -- I dunno if she ever even raised her voice. Ever. In her life. Lol [/QUOTE]
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