The nerve of you two bad-mouthed old muckity mucks in Kihei! There I was, peacefully taking pictures of my skateboarding kids, when you two walked up and wrecked the serenity of our evening with your 10-minute verbal assault. When you told me to leave your street (which I live on) or you were calling the police, I saw how amped up you were (too much viagra?). I’m still shocked that after hearing your husband’s filthy rant, that yow followed me up the hill as I went home and hit me! Seriously lady, that’s assault, and I called the cops. But, of course, you ran off–after mooning me! Pro tip: the next time you pull your pants down in the middle of the street, consider what panties your wearing. Seriously, you really grossed us all out.