Were all sane in my part of the woods unless you count the old bearded guy with the shooting bench on his front porch.
Were all sane in my part of the woods unless you count the old bearded guy with the shooting bench on his front porch.
Roman Catholic, Life Member of American Legion, VFW, Wisconsin Libertarian party, Wi-FORCE, WGO, NRA, JPFO, GOA, SAF and CCRKBA
"THE STATE THAT SEPARATES ITS SCHOLARS FROM IT WARRIORS WILL HAVE ITS THINKING DONE BY COWARDS AND ITS FIGHTING DONE BY FOOLS"
THUCYDIDES.
I guess my wait is over
Just in case you thought I was bullshitting
For peace of mind, resign as general manager of the universe
I had some Hispanics living next door to my apartment for awhile. People always going in and out. There was a lady in her 40s living there with some young 20 year old. Neither one of them seemed to work but he had a $100,000 car. Every Friday a rusted ass pickup would show up with a brand new mattress. They would take it in and the old one from last week would come out and be carried to the dumpster. The mattresses that would leave had been cut open and emptied. From the way the mattress looked they removed the springs,filled it with some thing, and sowed it back up.
They were smuggling pot or some other drugs inside those mattress.
After a few months of this they packed up a left one night.
Not really crazy neighbors, just aggravating (or they were). They had a single Jack Russell terrier that would rush the fence and bark like crazy whenever my wife or I went into the back yard. We talked with her until we were blue in the face. Then she decided he needed a friend, so she bought another one of those yapping mutts. The older one taught the younger one how to rush the fence and bark. After trying diplomacy, and a sonic "stop the bark" thing to no avail I started pepper spraying the ground by the fence. Well one day she was in the back yard, the mutts were yapping, the kids were screaming so I gave both of the dogs a shot of pepper spray. They didn't like that, and neither did the owner when she picked them up to console them. I then got the code guy to send her a letter about her yapping dogs and had the landlord chat with them. Now they wear bark collars and the owners have quit speaking to me.
They say I am the crazy neighbor.
In my defense I did tell her that I would spray them if she didn't train them. I also told her when she protested about me sprayng them that it sure beat the alternative.
It's kind of nice to go out in the backyard now.
bob
Maybe a little.
For peace of mind, resign as general manager of the universe
Hey, I'd probably have a giant fortress house and a bunch of land if I could afford it.
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