3 fridays ago we had our first run in with paint sniffers, 2 fridays ago we had a bunch of aggressive drunks, 1 friday ago we had nothing we thought we where home free from the deros then wednesday past we had more paint sniffers. i dunno maybe the fire gods have sent a plauge upon us to test our faith or something
we have tried the whole ignoring them, being nice and trying to include them, and on wednesday we did the u cant be here im sorry u have to leave. even still it ruined the night, so we have concluded the only way to deal with deros is when they are approaching the group to head them off before they get to the group and tell them to leave as the police are on their way. doing so appears to be the only way to save the night from a nasty feeling
the thing i found so funny though was on wednesday there where 2 paint sniffers one of them was able to speak reasonably coherently and asked for a cigarette, the other one managed to get out "did u put stuff on my girls cigarette" and im thinking wtf u are sniffing paint!?!
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