People fearful of city life usually cite the urban hooligans as a reason to steer clear. We woke up this morning at 2:30am to the sounds of loud voices spewing profanities. But instead of ghetto jargon it sounded more like suburban America trying to be hardcore. Sure enough it was the guests of some of the people in the condo complex who were verbally sparring. These girls (yep) apparently had too much to drink out at the bars and felt it was the perfect time/location to make their true feelings known to each other.

Still unsure as to what female dogs and the actions of their mothers had to do with their gripes but the subject kept coming up repeatedly.

I was thinking of calling the police but I didn't want to deal with the hassle. Eventually they shut up.

It was more like an episode of MTV's The Real World than Boyz n The Hood.

But that's life in the dangerous city for you.