laughts at three

Last night I awoke not to George, but to two cars full of hooligans making a ruckus. Slamming car doors, laughing, cursing... obviously just the kind of thing you want to hear at 3:00 in the morning.

I was gawking at them, sending them hate daggers with my eyes (I didn't have glasses on). Ashley came in after just feeding George and said that she had been watching them for a while and that they didn't look like people to be trifled with.

[Side bar]
We live right off of the highway and there is a constant, mississippi-esque flow of delinquents getting pulled over by highway patrol for speeding, drunk driving, and other sorts of nefarious behavior.
[Side bar end]

I guess one of the cars got pulled over, and then another car came to rescue the original car. I put my glasses on and concurred with Ashley that they were men not to be trifled with.

In my disgruntled state, I told Ashley that "I'll give them ten minutes, before I call the cops."

Ashley said, "You will not call the cops, I don't believe it."
I said, "I will call the cops, I'm angry."
Ashley said, "You'll never call them."
I said, "I'll call the cops on you."

We both laughed and shortly after fell asleep. Ashley is a great wife, mother and friend.