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My Classy Neighbors

August 11th, 2009 Leave a comment Go to comments

Let’s hear it for my classy neighbors.  

From the people who brought you “Loud Parties At 1am“, “Public Intoxication And You“, and that classic chestnut “Let’s Invite A Live Band Over, Because We Don’t Give A Crap About Our Neighbors“, comes this new bit that I’d like to call “Baby With A Bong“.  I hope you enjoy:

Bong

Bong on the ground in front of Joe Cool, who's standing in front of a stroller.

Everyone (?) has a neighbor from hell, and this is mine.  These people are the very definition of “white trash”.  Come on guys, this neighborhood is full of kids and toddlers.  Go back to the trailer park with your “too cool for school” attitude.  God has a tornado he wants to give you.

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  1. August 11th, 2009 at 03:11 | #1

    I thought they were getting kicked out of the neighborhood? This is unbelievable. Perhaps the cops should be involved. Although, you don’t want some psycho tripped out twenty something dirtbag coming at you with a baseball bat. Not good. So sorry about what a nightmare that is. The worst we have to contend with these days is an errant llama that escapes from the next door pasture.

  2. August 11th, 2009 at 07:44 | #2

    yeah, most people have neighbors from hell, and I so hope for you that you’ll get rid of yours somehow, one way or another…

  3. August 11th, 2009 at 19:17 | #3

    I’m gonna rub ‘em out! ;-)
    Actually, I’m hoping that the HOA can assist. I’m setting up a webcam right now to keep an eye on things. It feels as if these people are stepping all over the neighbors, and everyone seems to scared to do anything about it. *rolls eyes*

  4. August 11th, 2009 at 21:37 | #4

    HT, I just had to come by and say thanks for the sweet comment. You have no idea how perfect your timing is. THANK YOU.

    Now, as for those neighbors, you have my deep condolences. We had those folks’ cuzzins living two doors down from us on the street where I grew up in Houston. I remember vividly my father on the phone with the Houston Police Department, asking them to please come by and tell those “long-haired hippie dope fiends to turn down their damn music!”

    (Feel free to use that line with our family’s compliments, BTW.)

    I have no doubt that justice will prevail and the tornado will be rescheduled to arrive about the time they’re all settled into their new doublewide on the outskirts of town.

    XO

    Anna

  5. August 11th, 2009 at 21:43 | #5

    Anna…you frickin’ rock! *throws devil horns into the air, yet again*

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