05-13-2010, 04:48 PM
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Well more like behind the guy next door.
So, last week Matt sees one of the assholes in our yard, hopping over the fence home. He and his little friends are always hitting whiffle balls over the fence. Usually when they run out of balls they come and knock on my door and suddenly they are ever so polite and ask for their lost balls back.
Well that stopped when we caught them in the yard. Stupid kids could get killed by the dogs.
So, an hour ago I'm getting dressed and hear them yelling, "pull it off! Here, lemme do it, we can get in the yard easier this way."
I see this punk pulling slats off Nick's fence and tossing them like spears into his yard. Next thing Daisy is outside barking her brains out. I go out and look over the fence and that shit is in Nick's yard, making himself quite at home looking for his toys.
You know I hollered at him and that punk tells me that Nick said it's OK to go in anytime he wants to get his stuff. I asked him if Nick told him it's ok to rip apart his fence too. He had the nerve to say yes!
I reminded him that we saw him in our yard too and he's lucky the dogs didn't get him. He denies being in the yard and tells me I'm seeing things.
Well - I went next door to Nick and he said the kid's a liar. He allowed him in ONCE from the front - not through a hole in his fence they made. They're not allowed to be in there he said.
Well, guess who's getting a knock on the door on our way out? I don't need these assholes getting bit and Nick does not need them hurt in his yard. That is so easy to get hurt in there too since it's an awful mess. It's overgrown and full of rusty metal sticking out all over. He let it go three years ago when his wife died. He's now working at it bit by bit and trying to make it nice again. I think he got himself a girlfriend!
Good for him.
He thanked me for the Christmas goodies I send over every year and I think he told me "You're a nice lady" 8 times
I told him to ask Matt to help him with the heavy work in the yard. The guy is like 70 - he shouldn't be doing this by himself.
So, last week Matt sees one of the assholes in our yard, hopping over the fence home. He and his little friends are always hitting whiffle balls over the fence. Usually when they run out of balls they come and knock on my door and suddenly they are ever so polite and ask for their lost balls back.
Well that stopped when we caught them in the yard. Stupid kids could get killed by the dogs.
So, an hour ago I'm getting dressed and hear them yelling, "pull it off! Here, lemme do it, we can get in the yard easier this way."
I see this punk pulling slats off Nick's fence and tossing them like spears into his yard. Next thing Daisy is outside barking her brains out. I go out and look over the fence and that shit is in Nick's yard, making himself quite at home looking for his toys.
You know I hollered at him and that punk tells me that Nick said it's OK to go in anytime he wants to get his stuff. I asked him if Nick told him it's ok to rip apart his fence too. He had the nerve to say yes!
I reminded him that we saw him in our yard too and he's lucky the dogs didn't get him. He denies being in the yard and tells me I'm seeing things.
Well - I went next door to Nick and he said the kid's a liar. He allowed him in ONCE from the front - not through a hole in his fence they made. They're not allowed to be in there he said.
Well, guess who's getting a knock on the door on our way out? I don't need these assholes getting bit and Nick does not need them hurt in his yard. That is so easy to get hurt in there too since it's an awful mess. It's overgrown and full of rusty metal sticking out all over. He let it go three years ago when his wife died. He's now working at it bit by bit and trying to make it nice again. I think he got himself a girlfriend!
Good for him.
He thanked me for the Christmas goodies I send over every year and I think he told me "You're a nice lady" 8 times
I told him to ask Matt to help him with the heavy work in the yard. The guy is like 70 - he shouldn't be doing this by himself.
I have no idea what you're talking about so here's a bunny with a pancake on it's head