I now know Paddy wagons are now big white cube vans.

Who were you calling 911 on?

Or did someone call 911 on you twice, arse_hat?

I had to call about a guy pounding on someone's door and yelling into a phone. Two patrol cars showed up and then just around the corner an old guy on a bike knocked over a mail box and and began yelling into a phone. Third car came followed by the wagon. Not even a full moon.

I almost called yesterday about an altercation between some of our local street drunks in the park. Tons of profanity and aggressive yelling, looked like it was about to escalate, but one guy finally rode off on a bike. I think he was angry at the 2nd guy for shooting up in the park ("there's fuckin' kids here! You don't do that shit in front of fucking kids!"). It ended up settling down.

Those guys really, really depress me. Their lives are just in ruins and so sad to me.