Trouble at the end of Coconut Drive

I've been fence-shopping. There are two new families with young boys who have moved onto the street, and the younguns are ... well ... gosh, how can I delicately put this ...

"THEY'RE SPOILED LITTLE BRATS FROM HELL WHO HAVE NO RESPECT FOR OTHER PEOPLES' PROPERTY."

These little farts have even taken to riding their mini-golfcart-jeep-thingy through my back yard, along the seawall ... fishing off my seawall ... helping themselves to my patio furniture ... throwing my rocks (used for fill against the