Stay up and follow them home. Then go back first thing in the AM and make a crap load of racked in front of their house. Or crap in their mailbox. Or buy an eye patch and wear it over to the bar in question and tell all the patrons the story about how you tried to cut through the yard across the way and was attacked by a crazy ex-army vet weilding a solder iron. Or move.
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