are you gonna be playing that much golf?
I'm only laying here with my eyes closed trying to get some goddamn sleep!
Neighbors from hell?
I don't know about golf but if the Celtics don't win the eastern conference.I'm not gonna be a happy camper at the lake.
He comes over here to smoke cigars,his wife won't let him,he doesn't know I know that.
Sorry NF and RY, but the Celtics are out.
Now you guys can join me in rooting for the Lakers..
Now you guys can join me in rooting for the Lakers..
Run to me, run to water!
Update on fat Freddy's house!
Fat Freddy is still in jail so his mom lives alone. Well anyways, she's had this really creepy guy in his late 50s take care of her house and her while Freddy is in prison. Anyways, one night my sister was out running and she on her way home, but she had to run past Fat Freddy's house.
Now it was pretty dark out as the corner streetlight on the block didn't work at the time. Anyways this guy had been taking Fat Freddy's mom's junk from her yard and loading it into trailers and hauling it off somewhere. He happened to be loading junk into a trailer as my sister was jogging by and after she passed him he started jogging after her. So she ran as fast as she could and jumped into her car which was parked out front of our house. She didn't go to our house because she would have had to unlock it and her car was already unlocked.
Now in her car, she locks the doors and starts it and drives off and when she looks in her mirror, she sees him standing where her car was for a few seconds before walking back to Fat Freddy's house.
The guy hasn't been around lately, but my sister never runs past that house anymore.
If you saw this guy, you would have been freaked out too.
Fat Freddy is still in jail so his mom lives alone. Well anyways, she's had this really creepy guy in his late 50s take care of her house and her while Freddy is in prison. Anyways, one night my sister was out running and she on her way home, but she had to run past Fat Freddy's house.
Now it was pretty dark out as the corner streetlight on the block didn't work at the time. Anyways this guy had been taking Fat Freddy's mom's junk from her yard and loading it into trailers and hauling it off somewhere. He happened to be loading junk into a trailer as my sister was jogging by and after she passed him he started jogging after her. So she ran as fast as she could and jumped into her car which was parked out front of our house. She didn't go to our house because she would have had to unlock it and her car was already unlocked.
Now in her car, she locks the doors and starts it and drives off and when she looks in her mirror, she sees him standing where her car was for a few seconds before walking back to Fat Freddy's house.
The guy hasn't been around lately, but my sister never runs past that house anymore.
If you saw this guy, you would have been freaked out too.
"You are the one who lives next door."
The street my current apartment is on is inhabited almost exclusively by a bunch of freaks. There really aren't that many real apartment buildings, just residential houses and residential houses that have been converted into apartments (like, my building is a house from 1900s that they converted into 8 tiny apartments). My neighbors in the building next to mine raise macaws and have a HUGE potbellied pig, and the neighbors on the other side live in this dilapidated house and used to throw ragers every other weekend (and the landlord is a total hoarder). The people across the street from me have a giant eye painted on their front door. It's pretty glorious. Too bad I move next week, but--and this is a little off-topic--I'm really looking forward to living in an apartment that can comfortably fit all my stuff and where I can have my cats. 
...This man said it's gruesome that someone so handsome should care.
quote:DemonPrincess wrote:
The street my current apartment is on is inhabited almost exclusively by a bunch of freaks. There really aren't that many real apartment buildings, just residential houses and residential houses that have been converted into apartments (like, my building is a house from 1900s that they converted into 8 tiny apartments). My neighbors in the building next to mine raise macaws and have a HUGE potbellied pig, and the neighbors on the other side live in this dilapidated house and used to throw ragers every other weekend (and the landlord is a total hoarder). The people across the street from me have a giant eye painted on their front door. It's pretty glorious. Too bad I move next week, but--and this is a little off-topic--I'm really looking forward to living in an apartment that can comfortably fit all my stuff and where I can have my cats.
And you leave a neighbourhood like this behind voluntarily?
I'd like to tell you something weird about my neighbours but there is nothing obvious. They all seem to be nice and pretty normal people here. I know, I know, this CAN'T be so maybe I'll snoop around a little to discover at least something slightly strange about my neighbours...guess I'm the only weirdo here.
The street my current apartment is on is inhabited almost exclusively by a bunch of freaks. There really aren't that many real apartment buildings, just residential houses and residential houses that have been converted into apartments (like, my building is a house from 1900s that they converted into 8 tiny apartments). My neighbors in the building next to mine raise macaws and have a HUGE potbellied pig, and the neighbors on the other side live in this dilapidated house and used to throw ragers every other weekend (and the landlord is a total hoarder). The people across the street from me have a giant eye painted on their front door. It's pretty glorious. Too bad I move next week, but--and this is a little off-topic--I'm really looking forward to living in an apartment that can comfortably fit all my stuff and where I can have my cats.
And you leave a neighbourhood like this behind voluntarily?
I'd like to tell you something weird about my neighbours but there is nothing obvious. They all seem to be nice and pretty normal people here. I know, I know, this CAN'T be so maybe I'll snoop around a little to discover at least something slightly strange about my neighbours...guess I'm the only weirdo here. Walter, I have your dog.
quote:RayPeterson wrote:
quote:DemonPrincess wrote:
The street my current apartment is on is inhabited almost exclusively by a bunch of freaks. There really aren't that many real apartment buildings, just residential houses and residential houses that have been converted into apartments (like, my building is a house from 1900s that they converted into 8 tiny apartments). My neighbors in the building next to mine raise macaws and have a HUGE potbellied pig, and the neighbors on the other side live in this dilapidated house and used to throw ragers every other weekend (and the landlord is a total hoarder). The people across the street from me have a giant eye painted on their front door. It's pretty glorious. Too bad I move next week, but--and this is a little off-topic--I'm really looking forward to living in an apartment that can comfortably fit all my stuff and where I can have my cats.
And you leave a neighbourhood like this behind voluntarily? I'd like to tell you something weird about my neighbours but there is nothing obvious. They all seem to be nice and pretty normal people here. I know, I know, this CAN'T be so maybe I'll snoop around a little to discover at least something slightly strange about my neighbours...guess I'm the only weirdo here.
Haha, well, my new digs are pretty much at the end of the street, and one of my favorite Asian restaurants is at the other end of the street, so I have a good excuse to walk down it and see what's up whenever I want. If my complex was a little bigger/less expensive/allowed pets, I wouldn't be going anywhere...I'm looking forward to living in my new apartment, but God, I love this street. 
quote:DemonPrincess wrote:
The street my current apartment is on is inhabited almost exclusively by a bunch of freaks. There really aren't that many real apartment buildings, just residential houses and residential houses that have been converted into apartments (like, my building is a house from 1900s that they converted into 8 tiny apartments). My neighbors in the building next to mine raise macaws and have a HUGE potbellied pig, and the neighbors on the other side live in this dilapidated house and used to throw ragers every other weekend (and the landlord is a total hoarder). The people across the street from me have a giant eye painted on their front door. It's pretty glorious. Too bad I move next week, but--and this is a little off-topic--I'm really looking forward to living in an apartment that can comfortably fit all my stuff and where I can have my cats.
And you leave a neighbourhood like this behind voluntarily?
I'd like to tell you something weird about my neighbours but there is nothing obvious. They all seem to be nice and pretty normal people here. I know, I know, this CAN'T be so maybe I'll snoop around a little to discover at least something slightly strange about my neighbours...guess I'm the only weirdo here. Haha, well, my new digs are pretty much at the end of the street, and one of my favorite Asian restaurants is at the other end of the street, so I have a good excuse to walk down it and see what's up whenever I want.
If my complex was a little bigger/less expensive/allowed pets, I wouldn't be going anywhere...I'm looking forward to living in my new apartment, but God, I love this street. ...This man said it's gruesome that someone so handsome should care.
So, I moved into my new apartment ten days ago (and just got internet...it's so nice to be in the 21st century again), and I met one of my neighbors the day I moved in. Think Minnie Castevet from Rosemary's Baby. Since I am neither married nor trying to conceive, I find her infinitely charming.
...This man said it's gruesome that someone so handsome should care.
We got done painting our !@#$ house and I just started packing and have already moved some of my stuff. Met the neighbours on both sides of my property line.
On one side we have old man Erik. He's this old dude in his 80's that spends a lot of his time in the garden. He might have the best garden on the block. Probably because he's got no dog to crap in his yard. I also often see him sitting in a lawn chair in the shade just watching the neighbourhood.
On the other side we have the Friis family. They seem normal and welcomy, and the wife is pretty hot,... no tanlines The husband has a huge grill in the backyard. Have to give it a closer inspection. Does the thermostat go to 5000 degrees?
I'm looking forward to moving and get settled in. A street with a cul-de-sac, this is going to be great.
On one side we have old man Erik. He's this old dude in his 80's that spends a lot of his time in the garden. He might have the best garden on the block. Probably because he's got no dog to crap in his yard. I also often see him sitting in a lawn chair in the shade just watching the neighbourhood.
On the other side we have the Friis family. They seem normal and welcomy, and the wife is pretty hot,... no tanlines
The husband has a huge grill in the backyard. Have to give it a closer inspection. Does the thermostat go to 5000 degrees?I'm looking forward to moving and get settled in. A street with a cul-de-sac, this is going to be great.
"A soldiers way, saves the day. Entré."
quote:DemonPrincess wrote:
So, I moved into my new apartment ten days ago (and just got internet...it's so nice to be in the 21st century again), and I met one of my neighbors the day I moved in. Think Minnie Castevet from Rosemary's Baby. Since I am neither married nor trying to conceive, I find her infinitely charming.
Welcome back online! Keep us updated with any new neigbours you come across. I'm hoping you've got someone slightly Klopekian close by
So, I moved into my new apartment ten days ago (and just got internet...it's so nice to be in the 21st century again), and I met one of my neighbors the day I moved in. Think Minnie Castevet from Rosemary's Baby. Since I am neither married nor trying to conceive, I find her infinitely charming.
Welcome back online! Keep us updated with any new neigbours you come across. I'm hoping you've got someone slightly Klopekian close by
I've never seen that.
quote:DavePeterson wrote:
We got done painting our !@#$ house and I just started packing and have already moved some of my stuff. Met the neighbours on both sides of my property line.
On one side we have old man Erik. He's this old dude in his 80's that spends a lot of his time in the garden. He might have the best garden on the block. Probably because he's got no dog to crap in his yard. I also often see him sitting in a lawn chair in the shade just watching the neighbourhood.
On the other side we have the Friis family. They seem normal and welcomy, and the wife is pretty hot,... no tanlines The husband has a huge grill in the backyard. Have to give it a closer inspection. Does the thermostat go to 5000 degrees?
I'm looking forward to moving and get settled in. A street with a cul-de-sac, this is going to be great.
No shortages of 80 year olds in our Cul-de-sac, next door we have the old widower that lost her husband 4 years ago (when I moved in the house next door...damn, he was such a friendly chap..we had a few beers on the porch together).
The 70 year ex schoolteacher across the yard is a bit suspicious about the newcomers in our street, she always want me to keep her updated about the latest buzzwords from the hood.
And then there's the streets very own "Ricky Butler" Fredrik - across the street, he's the youngest homeowner in the street, he overpaid for his house, the antenna is about to fall off the roof, he flags all the times, fraternize constantly with "our versions" of the Klopek, except our "Klopeks" are Swedish...WT..but Swedish. Our Klopeks have vans & cars that stop and come by their house all the time, their damn dog takes a dump on my lawn (I actually mailed him the dogs dodo) ...but then again...they're the only "rental" neighbors in our street, they literally litter their yard with crap all over the place, has worms & snakes & rabbits & a fighter-dog...and tattooed...you know the drill. Wonderful!
We got done painting our !@#$ house and I just started packing and have already moved some of my stuff. Met the neighbours on both sides of my property line.
On one side we have old man Erik. He's this old dude in his 80's that spends a lot of his time in the garden. He might have the best garden on the block. Probably because he's got no dog to crap in his yard. I also often see him sitting in a lawn chair in the shade just watching the neighbourhood.
On the other side we have the Friis family. They seem normal and welcomy, and the wife is pretty hot,... no tanlines
The husband has a huge grill in the backyard. Have to give it a closer inspection. Does the thermostat go to 5000 degrees?I'm looking forward to moving and get settled in. A street with a cul-de-sac, this is going to be great.
No shortages of 80 year olds in our Cul-de-sac, next door we have the old widower that lost her husband 4 years ago (when I moved in the house next door...damn, he was such a friendly chap..we had a few beers on the porch together).
The 70 year ex schoolteacher across the yard is a bit suspicious about the newcomers in our street, she always want me to keep her updated about the latest buzzwords from the hood.
And then there's the streets very own "Ricky Butler" Fredrik - across the street, he's the youngest homeowner in the street, he overpaid for his house, the antenna is about to fall off the roof, he flags all the times, fraternize constantly with "our versions" of the Klopek, except our "Klopeks" are Swedish...WT..but Swedish. Our Klopeks have vans & cars that stop and come by their house all the time, their damn dog takes a dump on my lawn (I actually mailed him the dogs dodo)
...but then again...they're the only "rental" neighbors in our street, they literally litter their yard with crap all over the place, has worms & snakes & rabbits & a fighter-dog...and tattooed...you know the drill. Wonderful!I wonder, what is it typically like in your countries, do people rather own houses or do they rather rent? Germany for example is a country which traditionally has a high percentage of people who live for rent. I just checked some statistics pages and the percentage of renters in 2010 (last official data ascertainment) was 53% while the percentage of home owners was 44%.
Walter, I have your dog.