On one hand, you could argue that, if you do in fact really, really dislike children, you just shouldn’t live in the suburbs period; after all, these are, and have always been and always will be, the eye of the child-rearing, kids-are-always-at-the-center-of-every-conversation storm. On the other, give it up to Phoenixville‘s Michael Buck for finding the ultimate way of saying, “Hey, you damned kids! Get the hell offa my lawn!”: By blasting the soundtrack from a porn movie out his windows until horrified parents came out to collect their kids. Multiple counts of corruption of minors, disseminating explicit sexual material to a minor, and one count of disorderly conduct = $5,000 bail. But the memories? Priceless.

This entry was posted on Wednesday, June 24th, 2009 at 12:05 pm.