Man, you guy's must of had it rough! All you boring ass, straight human playing motherfuckers in here! You must of had a shit ton of horror stories when your basically like "Half the races in the game are red flags, just play human". I've played with players who chose any number of races, from tieflings, to changelings, to half orks, never had any issues with them. My very first D&D campaign, my other two party members were a Tiefling warlock and a Changeling rogue. Great times. I still remember that game fondly.
Its really about the individual players more than any particular character, class, or alignment. Play with people you trust or know, and things will go fine. Play with "that guy", and it doesn't matter what combination of the former categories he is, he's going to be "that guy".
Even if they aren't furry degenerates wanting to spank it to catgirl maids, they are lol-chaotic-neutral types being cat-like assholes saying being a cat justifies it. They are also small, and have bonuses to dex and stealth IIRC, and that's usually a recipe for trying to rob the merchants.
My last D&D campaign in college, we had two tabaxi rogues, who, in-game, were brothers. They actually were good players and helpful companions. Except that one time one of them murdered a guy in the street.
You see, we were in a game were the DM had based his storyline on Dragon's Dogma, and the dragon in question had basically turned our characters into Arisen, and taken over the entire kingdom of Aundair (our game used Khorvaire from Eberron as a base setting, but it wasn't the Eberron setting per se, and the DM homebrewed much of the lore and world). In game, we were going from nation to nation, seeking allies, hoping to gather a grand alliance throughout the continent to reconquer the kingdom and defeat the dragon (and get our hearts back).
While in one of the other kingdoms we were trying to sway to our side, we saw a noble from Aundair, who we recognized as such, and he ran away from us. We chased after him, as we just wanted to capture him, as he was working for the dragon ruled Aundair (against his will). We cried out to our Tabaxi compatriot to stop the man as he was ahead of him. Our compatriot got the wrong idea and slew the man, right there, in the street, in front of numerous witnesses, including women and children. And this was after we had managed to secure the nation we were in as a member of the Alliance. Long story short, we had to delicately explain the situation and our Tabaxi friend got viciously flogged for his trouble, with the party's approval. Pretty sure his brother was a little more pissed though.