Yup. Yup he is.
I assume the idiot, or his friend who came out to watch him pee for some reason, overheard us because they looked warily at the door for a moment before picking another direction.
Later in the evening a group of about 4 came to the door, there was an ugly woman, and 3 guys, including the pisser and his voyeuristic buddy. As they walked up I looked at Pisser and said "I'm not letting you back in tonight." He didn't seem too fazed about this but is large ugly friend felt I was being unjust.
"Why!?"
"Because he pissed on the side of our building" I said matter of factly.
"No he didn't!" she said in that tone that children use when accused of some trivial infraction that seems so much larger in their tiny little universe.
"Yes. He did." I replied.
"We JUST got here!" She spat. She put her hands on her hips and sort of made her head do a circle around her neck, her giant second chin struggling to keep up. She looked like she was just about to find out her paternity results on the Maury Povitch show.
"Yes. When you were all here earlier. Before you left he came outside, went around that corner and pissed on the side of our building. I don't know where you were, but I was right here watching it happen. OK?" I was losing my patience with this woman. All the while Pisser and Watcher were just standing there, mute from strong doses of alcohol and what I hope was embarrassment.
"He did? she said, eyes and neck waddle bouncing from me, to him and back again. (She just found out that her baby daddy ain't who she thought it would be)
"So...if you all want to come back in thats fine, but your friend here has to stay outside ok?"
She rolled her eyes and left, her trio of mutes trailing behind her.
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