Tampa Bay – Curtis Leatherberry told deputies he grabbed a soda and a pastry from the house next door. It was an agreement he had with his neighbor. He didn’t think there would be any trouble. At 1:45 Tuesday morning, his neighbor came over. Tony Barney struck up an argument. He said food had been missing from his house and blamed Leatherberry, 52, a Pasco County Sheriff’s Office report states. Barney, 31, punched out a window of Leatherberry’s live-in camper. He told Barney that if he put his hand in again, he would stab it. Authorities say Barney punched out every other window. He lobbed a cinder block into the trailer, breaking Leatherberry’s dresser and microwave. Barney broke off the supports to the camper’s out-board sleeping area, then he began “literally tearing the walls off the trailer.” The report says he stuck a water hose in the camper, turned it on and left. Deputies wrote they arrived to find shards of glass around the trailer and clinging to its window frames. A 32-inch TV lay in its face nearby. The camper’s siding was torn off, the frame broken, the inside soaked. In the middle of the floor sat the cinder block. Asked why he did it, Barney told deputies, “while I was talking with Curtis, it looked like he was going to get froggy. That is the only way I can describe it.”
Curtis Leatherberry is such a liar it’s not even funny. There’s exactly zero people on Earth who would agree to such a thing. Maybe you have carte blanche to borrow some ketchup or tapenade, but no one OK’s free Dr. Pepper & Pop Tarts. Especially in a neighborhood with live-in campers. This is a classic case of “give an inch, take a mile”, and it’s obviously not the first time. On top of that, Curtis is gonna have the stones to get froggy? Fuck that. Tony had no choice but to Katrina that Winnebago. The only thing a man who lives in a trailer has to lose is his trailer. So if civility can’t protect your pantry then a simulated natural disaster is the next logical method. If you want to say Tony crossed the line with the cinderblock, try to think back to a day when you returned to your dorm or apartment looking forward to that last cold slice of Dominos only to find out your roommate left you half the crust in the box. That’s what I thought.