I'm across the street from a park, so there are disreputable youths and also ancient mediterranean men there at all times of day. Just a moment ago, two policemen pulled up and parallel parked poorly in front of my house. The driver got out and began the process of ticketing the car right behind them (parked under a "No standing anytime" sign).
The disreputable youth called out from the basketball (or possibly handball) court "Wait, I already got one! I already got one!" at which the cop looked nonplussed, but waited for him to cross the street and offer explanation.
The young man went into his car to retrieve (I assume) the ticket he had already received for parking illegally in that particular spot this afternoon in an attempt to avoid receiving a second ticket under a profound misunderstanding of double jeopardy exemptions.
After some conversation, the young man remained standing by his car and the officer returned to his cruiser to confer with his partner. That was perhaps nine minutes ago.
The young man still stands by, now joined by his friends, colleagues, and family (I think one is his mother or an aunt) while the two policemen confer about what kind of ticket is deserved. They're all clearly obstructing traffic patterns (the cruiser--parked a good four-and-a-half feet from the curb--worse than the initially infractious car, oddly).
Twelve minutes. A young man in red basketball shorts walks over to inquire about the progress of things. The cruiser's engine spins up, and now three more have joined the initial inquirer in his dispute. I do not believe he is the owner, for as much as it matters.
Sixteen minutes. The dove that used to live on top of my air conditioner is walking across the metal canopy. I haven't seen the dove lately, but I see now that it has resumed *****ing on my prochcony. The dispute rages on. But now there is laughter. Laughter and the spinning on one finger of basketballs. --- Willis, it seems like every other time you post, I need to look up a word that's in the OED or Urban Dictionary but not both. -Mimir
In the end, they got a ticket and then stared at it in disbelief for a while while the cops drove off. --- Willis, it seems like every other time you post, I need to look up a word that's in the OED or Urban Dictionary but not both. -Mimir
Also, LP1, is ending a sentence with a tilde a genuine typo, or is it a joke like "!!!111!!eleven!!"? I've seen it increasingly often, and it's an awfully glaring typo, not the kind you can make and then fail to notice.
--- PWWTHaSaaAaCDLAIEoTaTMaMNtNDTTA - Proud Member http://www.qwantz.com/index.php?comic=1566
I end with the tilde just to add a sort of cute emphasis, like "Awwwww~". --- Well, there is a new accent of n00b language. It's called: Vet LUEser goes Foreign!-MegaSpy22 Those must be the pants of the gods!-Digitalpython
The Urban Dictionary entry for "~" lists several novel uses, but not that one.
(I haven't provided a URL because the domain name is a banned word.)
...I'm just not allowed to have fun anymore, am I Kodi? =/ --- Well, there is a new accent of n00b language. It's called: Vet LUEser goes Foreign!-MegaSpy22 Those must be the pants of the gods!-Digitalpython
And yeah, I think a porchcony is some thing in between a porch (accessible ground) and balcony (inaccessible upper). So either an inaccessible ground level platform or an accessible upper level platform. I believe it to be the former in most instances. --- SIGNATURE
Well now i feel like it would ruin the mystique to just describe clearly what a porchcony is. --- Willis, it seems like every other time you post, I need to look up a word that's in the OED or Urban Dictionary but not both. -Mimir