Last night after I got home from work at about 5:00, I did the usual scan of my sector for tree-rat-tangos to send some lead via Crossman at. While there was no target rich environment to be had...I did notice the three yoots that I had previously observed several days before hanging out in the alley behind my house. They were crouched down against the carport across from my garage. Didn't take long for my suspicions of their activity to be confirmed. A quick glance through my monocular lead no doubt. So, I grabbed the digital camera, zoomed in real good for better observation and to also secure some evidence. These three idiots, in broad daylight...were smoking dope out of a homemade bong, right there in the alley. Their "bong", was an empty papertowel roll. I have no idea what they used for a bowl so as not to light the thing on fire in their face. Seriously, how stoopit can you be? I though about minding my own business, but then I thought...when you smoke dope behind my house, it is my business. Man, I'm not a good guess of age, but these "kids" had to be between 14-16. They were done with their Bounty Bong, and I watched one of them light a cigar. The way he was smoking it, and blowing on the end, made me think it was a blunt, but I can't be sure. Anyways, I headed out to chat with these little misguides. I know they'd see me coming, and they did. By the time I got to them, they were slowly walking away. Whatever the cigar was, it was gone, and the one had his now crumpled-up Brawny Binger in his hand. Me: "Hey guys, what's going on?" Dopes: "Nothing" Me: "Come'ere" Dope 1: "Me???" Me: "Yeah sure, you" Dope 1: "Yeah?" Me: "Not around here" Dope 1: "Ok" Me: "I'll make you a deal...and your part of the deal, is not around here" Dope 1: "Ok, ok" Since this is Glocktalk and some of you may be wondering: 115gr Gold Dot would have been the round I'd have used on back-alley towel tokers.