I love kids and all, but these little snot-faced wetback kids are gonna get it. I've been home for a couple hours now and these kids have been running back and forth on the second floor, the enitre time. They were running around on my floor, falling into my door and shit, so I asked them to try to be a little quieter. Suprisingly, they were co-operative...but just went upstairs. I think I liked it better when they were running around down here cause I didn't hear them stampeding through the hall, only falling into my door and laughing. The laughing I could careless about, the stampeding is annoying.