I hate the neighbors children part 2

So today I'm right in the middle of cooking lunch. In the midst of trying to boil the potatoes and fry my cube steak...the smoke alarm keeps going off....I guess the batteries are going dead. Then on top of the continuing beeping, I notice it is now followed with a thud. Great...where is that coming from. Then our dogs start to bark and look at the neighbors fence. Yep, low and behold the dumb neighbors kids are outside with a baseball. They are throwing it at the fence and one of the planks in our privacy fence is now cracked. I point this out to Luke when he walks in the door. The kids FATHER is outside and tells Luke...well we were going to fix it....and lets the sentence drag. Luke takes his drill from the garage and begins to screw back the planks those stupid kids messed up. The father never apologizes or utters another sound. He is so nice though to hold the planks in place so MY HUSBAND can fix what his little heathens messed up. So, we are now collecting baseballs, T-Balls, and golf balls from our yard. Pretty soon we'll have enough for a whole baseball team. I think we should have gotten the water hose after the father...don't' ya'll? Anyway. Next time those little kids do something, I'm going over to meet the parents....and it won't be too pretty. I mean come on, if your kids are hoodlums...that's one thing. If they run in the street at dark, well that's your problem when they get hit. But, if they proceed to damage someone else's property....that's gone too far. You should yank a knot in their tail and be responsible....fix the fence....or at least offer too. Well I'm off my soap box.