Guybrush
Dittohead
Rumour had it our neighbourhood had one on its hands last fall. It was all hearsay, though. A friend of a friend of a friend ...
Turns out the grapevine was right!
See, a couple of days ago, my next-door neighbours – two darling co-eds! – were just about to go to bed when they made a grisly discovery: a peculiar man was standing right outside their windowpane, peeping like there was no tomorrow! Harmless enough, you say. Perhaps, but there’s more! The moment he was spotted, the man hastily disappeared. For good, or so the girls thought.
Two days later, however, the girls’ doorbell rang, and whaddyaknow: it was their old pal again! Recognizing him through the peep hole, they refused to open the door, but he just stood there insouciantly, ringing the doorbell for minutes on end before finally giving up and leaving.
The police, which they called the moment he left, just laughed it all off, and it is, of course, perfectly conceivable that he wished them no harm – we all know of well-meaning gestures gone awry – but there does seem to be something iffy about him. For one thing, what on earth business did he have clumping about in their backyard?
Does any Dissensian have any experience dealing with peeping Toms? Is there any risk of their “raising the ante,” serial-killer style, or is it just an innocuous kink? (Obviously, the late-night visit complicates the picture ...) Also, any tips on how to scare them off without ticking them off would be much appreciated!
Turns out the grapevine was right!
See, a couple of days ago, my next-door neighbours – two darling co-eds! – were just about to go to bed when they made a grisly discovery: a peculiar man was standing right outside their windowpane, peeping like there was no tomorrow! Harmless enough, you say. Perhaps, but there’s more! The moment he was spotted, the man hastily disappeared. For good, or so the girls thought.
Two days later, however, the girls’ doorbell rang, and whaddyaknow: it was their old pal again! Recognizing him through the peep hole, they refused to open the door, but he just stood there insouciantly, ringing the doorbell for minutes on end before finally giving up and leaving.
The police, which they called the moment he left, just laughed it all off, and it is, of course, perfectly conceivable that he wished them no harm – we all know of well-meaning gestures gone awry – but there does seem to be something iffy about him. For one thing, what on earth business did he have clumping about in their backyard?
Does any Dissensian have any experience dealing with peeping Toms? Is there any risk of their “raising the ante,” serial-killer style, or is it just an innocuous kink? (Obviously, the late-night visit complicates the picture ...) Also, any tips on how to scare them off without ticking them off would be much appreciated!