JB and Friends

I'm sorry for slacking so much lately on keeping my fans informed about GL. Here's an anecdote from a friend of a friend who also lives in GL:

So here's what happened to us last night:

 

We had just finished eating and were watching TV on the couch (which is right near the front door), when someone knocked at the door, then smashed in one of the window panels on the door with a baseball bat. I jumped up, grabbed Kiwi, and Erik (thinking it was someone breaking in) yelled "GO AWAY" in a manly voice and picked up the closest heavy object, a stoneware bowl from dinner (lol) for protection. But then the people weren't trying to come in, they were yelling, so I went to the door and opened the curtain and it is two 18-20 year old girls with baseball bats yelling "WHERE'S JB??" So I was like "What? There's no JB here" and they are like "BULLSHIT, HE JUST DROPPED ME OFF HERE AN HOUR AGO" and I'm like, "No, he didn't, I don't know anyone named JB!" So I argue with them for a few minutes, and I'm like, "he probably lives next door," and eventually one of them goes "Oh shit, he does live next door" and they start walking next door.

 

So I call the police, while Erik goes outside. There is an older guy with them, just standing back (I think he was there to protect them in case JB attacked them or something). So Erik said "You can't just go breaking people's windows." as the girls go and smash the neighbor's windows, and the guy said "Yeah, but if you knew what JB did to them..." or something like that.  So then the people walk off down the street, and the guy told Erik "If you don't call the cops, I'll come fix it tomorrow." Well I had already called the cops, and they arrived like 1 minute later, but the people were gone. We filed a report, but the cop said there's not much they can do since it's criminal mischief and the cops didn't witness it.

 

Then the cop leaves, and like 30 minutes later, we hear the neighbors yelling "omigod, what happened here?? the windows are broken!" We go outside and it is a woman, a guy, and a girl, so I say to the guy "Are you JB?" and he says ".....I know him" (and I'm thinking, ok, you are him), so I explain what happened.  So, he calls the cops, exaggerating and saying "people broke into my house and stole my stuff" (he is obviously an idiot), gives them his name, Johnny Bradley (obviously JB), along with the names of the girls who did it.

 

Erik and I left, Erik used wood to temporarily fix the window, and the maintenance guy from our rental company is working on it now. We still have no idea what JB did to the girls. The idiots not only broke our window, but also JB's windows, and the window of the apartment next to his.