My neighbor across the street has a teen who probably got their first old Honda Civic recently with the front bumper missing and sits outside the house revving it randomly while listening to bassy rap thundering through the house walls for hours every evening lately. Opens the car door occasionally to hack out a lung since he’s hot-boxing weed. Figured I could join in the fun, but maybe that’s too mean.
Convince me not to!
Rev at him, but do it in musical rhythm, see if he catches on and joins in, then share a blunt and teach him not to be a cunt.
If he gets hostile that’s when hand be thrown.