The condition of their car is relevant when it looks as if they are living in it and the condition of the kid is probably not relevant, but just grossed me out as he kept trying to hold my hand and was constantly telling me that he loved me and his mom said, "oh he likes big busted women". The kid is 6, 7 at the oldest and he "likes big busted women"? Really? Like I said, I left a lot of the conversation/arguing/strangeness out.
I didn't call the celly because I am a female, I could see multiple people in my pasture and I had my mentally disabled brother who lives with me, with me, and if you had my neighbors, you would not be happily engaging anyone that came onto your property or politely calling them. You can check back in the COTH archives to follow the trials and tribulations, but I can give you a quick rundown. They have poached on my property, one went to jail for a year for illegally caught game when their house was searched after they were caught poaching on my property. They have shot at deer in my driveway, between my vehicles, across the pastures my horses live in. They have shot my barn cats in my pasture, or any neighborhood cat they thought could be mine, and told another neighbor that my barn cats were killing their chickens (which is a lie, I have free range chickens). They no longer have chickens, since the fox cleaned the rest out for them, but they still shoot. I've called the cops on them for shooting stray animals in my pasture, but it's my word against theirs without physical evidence of who did the shooting. They were investigated by Fish and Game/Police for being involved in a deer meat and catfish for meth drug ring- completely not kidding. Oh yeah, the catfish? Poached out of my pond right after I had it stocked. They don't work, but they bring home a lot of stuff late at night and early in the morning on a flatbed trailer that they hide in a barn near their property. They shine lights in my house at 2 am, spotlights. I could go on, but really, do I need to?
Also, their car was not in my driveway. They drove through a field to back it up to the front side of my stables. The driveway curves around to my house and the side road goes to the doors of my stables. They were in a field.
While I live in the country, the county police substation is about 15 minutes from my house.
Maybe where you live, if someone gets huffy, you are able to say "hold on one sec while I call the police", but here, when things go bad, they go bad quickly.