It's the most wonderful time of the year, at least that's what we thought. My family and I lived in an apartment and alleyway split us from our new neighbors. Each apartment was supposed to decorate a part of the alley with paints. My mom says we'll win for sure. I can't remember what I painted, but it looked decent. Our neighbor, though, thought differently. She had her window cracked and kept trashing my artwork. My mom was having none of that, so she yells across the alley "Hey, ya hoe! Shut up!"