I have no other term for them. Young Spring Break turds; looking for trouble, threatening each other and disturbing the peace.
I wouldn't be disturbed, except they're stirring crap in the parking lot next door to my motel room and making more noise - with language that would make a sailor blush - than necessary.
I called the police. They arrived within minutes, but the throng disappeared.
It's not over. I wouldn't be surprised if I read about somebody getting their ass stomped, or killed tomorrow morning.
Where's the decency in today's youth? Being young, stupid and aggressive is part of growing up, but you don't do so where those that work are trying to rest. or where families might dine, while on vacation.
Assholes. May they all walk into the Gulf and disappear.
In Case You've Wondered
My blog is where my wandering thoughts are interspersed with stuff I made up. So, if while reading you find yourself confused about the context, don't feel alone. I get confused, too.
If you're here for the stories, I started another blog: scratchingforchange.blogspot.com
One other thing: sometimes I write words you refuse to use in front of children, or polite company, unless you have a flat tire, or hit your thumb with a hammer.
I don't use them to offend; I use them to embellish.